Something Like Opium

she said the cold with out the snow is just stupid and i always get down in the winter i've seen the bad side of good the good side of being down and everyman seems to be his own god damn prisoner some days are like tomorrow and mean nothing i been known to lose it all sometimes i just calm it down but it matters not what i do now i'm searching for a feeling some what less than empty something that feels like opium after you breathe i was once potent enough to wanna be left alone now saturdays pester as if theoretically i'm gone to tell the tale of a story untold winter sheers my patience pale so i light a fire, exhale watch my conscience pour mercury on a verse you see the trouble with the curve is sometimes things seem worse than they actually are hindsight i wanna feel like you feel like opium just after you breathe