in search of: smoke

(smoke) (smoke) (smoke) I'm so hard upon myself sometimes I cage it in Ran out of innocence And now i'm smoking it This life it's all pretend My microphone protects me From this infared Im searching for a new fix something that doesn't bend I'm searching for a new high one that doesn't end But I don't make no sense Did I get my evil eye to cleanse or bring em in Here we go again (smoke) My temper up and down like stocks and bonds mixed cookie tins We reaching in a jar we greedy got some crooked hands