Stress Ball + Some Drugs

Pressure In the palm of my hand As I lose grip Of who I am Swallow it down Because I am a man And I'd rather be numb For no other reason Than because I can Who's to say that theres more To life Outside of indulging in A vice Superstitious State of mind With no end and No fight in sight I'm just happy being in my room tonight With my I'm just happy With my Stress ball and some drugs Doesn't require much Stress ball and some drugs Doesn't require all that much Thinking or trust Slow and steady thoughts Flow unstopped Mentality is fragile Great, somethin' else that I've botched Am I living? Am I dead? Where I am has no friends But thats fine I'm happier alone With just my mind Its a fine line And theres no time Like the present Where I'm livin' I'm in hell Til I get it I'm always fearing the ending I just need a place to lay my head Take off everything coated in sweat I'm just happy being in my room tonight With my I'm just happy With my Stress ball and some drugs Doesn't require much Stress ball and some drugs Doesn't require all that much Thinking or trust