Some Say
OmenXIII
I live my life the way I want
So what the fuck is a job?
I light my blunt, I blow my smoke
And then I breathe in the fog
There's a certain type of feeling
Looking down from the top
Heavy burden on my shoulders and
So much in my palms oh my god, oh my god
Feels like I'm a mirage
'Cause I can't see myself until I
Get so desperate I fall
Sometimes I stress, or feel depressed
I put my back to the wall i cannot rest
I can't reset the pressure I feel at all
Some say that there's someone watching
Some say that there's something waiting
Some say that we should care but
I never got the hint
Some say we can find a reason
Some say every day gets better
Some say you should just be happy
I think they're full of shit
