Smokey Apocalypse

I smoke this blunt And clear my mind Put up this front To get out of the world's blind To taste the purple haze across my lips The intoxicating smoke fills the room Smoking this eternal bliss Makes new ideas brew and bloom To broaden the life I'm supposed to lead To reach the horizon where the sun set that sunset for me Where no stupid people abuse the greed in the souls they breed For the pieces of damaged souls that will never again be The tired worker stumbles through the door Working his ass off for the accidental family he made Looking up to the stars and planets and through the Nevermore Feeling defeated and stupid because you know you were played To broaden my thoughts --- to broaden my dreams Listening to intuition --- trying to listen to me In a world where nothing is what it seems In a world that they lie to you about being free They see everything you do and breathe They learn everything about your body and brain And how to make you instantaneously bleed Hitting you with corruption --- like a derailed train Hopelessly you stumble --- on the balance of life And aimlessly living --- no matter what the cost The corruption that stings you and cuts you with a meat knife America: "Taking people's lives for power and greed" --- at whoever's loss So where do you find the balance in all the chaos and hate? Where is your "safe haven" --- where is your place for you and your's? Nobody but yourself will ever be in the position to challenge your own fate When finally there's a chip in you --- no need for jobs, currency, or stores And when the time comes will you let them brand you mad? And finally stand up for a probable cause --- finding the guns we stashed Or are you going to let them take our families --- with constant tears of sad? Fighting against the world --- completely trashed Knowing the survivors (if any) probably won't be long Until all the military swarms and barricades us in Thinking about the Apocalypse --- I rip the bong I'm here to go against the world to save my own sins