The Fix is In
Spitting fountains in the parking lot
And everyone's ashamed of the person that I have become
And I'm the one to blame
I let it get to this point
Breathe in the air
A certain moment of clarity can show you what's there
Even through all the haze
But pushing back a fog with a fan only works a short-lived moment
'Cause I would drive right through the storm, let the sun provide atonement
But it's hard to press the gas when your leg shakes involuntarily
Thoughts provide distraction and you drive without sincerity
Wait, let me get this shit clear
I think it takes self-realization to understand
That there are certain things that can never be abated
But memory loss, unabashed disinclination
I think it finally makes sense
It's a grand interpretation of a problem with myself
I need help, add another notch onto the belt of life
Another night and a little bit of light to help me brighten up the future
In hindsight, how the fuck did I not think of any of this at all before?
A lack of dopamine is a reason to be alone
Finally, my head feels like it's become a home
While it rains just a little bit
Fuck
