Feeble Times

I've been high for a minute
I've been high for a second
I've been high second-guessing
Flying loops like we from heaven
I've been here for a minute
Known the truth for a while
Ain't it weird any second
Switch your flow and your style
No one hates
No debates
Long lost secret files
Wonder what's at steak
Is it time to reconcile

Rest in peace to evil minds
These are feeble times
Written here lies a test
And yes I must confess
Someone put me in a hex
Maybe for the best
What can you expect
Weed coma from the ganja
Am I dead
New aromas I can smell
Know its in my head
Feeling sick
Someone hurry grab my meds

I can see the future resting up on fate
Feel the stars shifting
In my sleep
Did I open up a gate
Hoping I can fix it
Grab the stitches
Close the mouth
Of anyone
Who dares to witness
This is sickness
Madness
Darkness
Physics
Heartless
Visions
And anyone who dares to listen
I warn you
Turn away
Grab the pills
Toss them down the hatchet
Slowly fall asleep
Don't forget the evil things
We dream of
And how evil once blossomed in the night
With the demons
So here have a drink
I'll explain a few things
Use your brain common sense
Bending laws of nature
In your dreams
Follow me
What you need
I'll meet you
Time and place
On the dot
Maybe three

Rest in peace to evil minds
These are feeble times
Written here lies a test
And yes I must confess
Someone put me in a hex
Maybe for the best
What can you expect
Weed coma from the ganja
Am I dead
New aromas I can smell
Know its in my head
Feeling sick
Someone hurry grab my meds

Rest in peace to evil minds
These are feeble times
Written here lies a test
And yes I must confess
Someone put me in a hex
Maybe for the best
What can you expect
Weed coma from the ganja
Am I dead
New aromas I can smell
Know its in my head
Feeling sick
Someone hurry grab my meds