A Starry Night

I sense the scent of trouble A bit addicted to the thrill I’d say it makes me feel much better Though my life continues to seem surreal I know I’m getting older and much wiser, it causes fear I wish I was much younger when I knew less things about life that weren’t so clear I feel so free in foreign cars Speed Racer my way down to the glorious path The cash I make I spend it fast Before I go mad like Vincent Van Goghs dark past I see the world is panicking, I turn the Tv off, I’m trying to hear the truth The party starts at midnight on Doomsday Till then I’ll spread the word untill it Reaches you I sense the scent of trouble A bit addicted to the thrill I’d say it makes me feel much better Though my life continues to seem surreal I know I’m getting older and much wiser, it causes fear I wish I was much younger when I knew less things about life that weren’t so clear I’m living for today If I’m lucky I’ll see tommorow I wake up to see rain Bars on my windows, the smell from outside I borrow This blunt is filled with magic Like a shooting star that’s cast upon by the night I never want to fall to habits So I only inhale a puff when I feel right I sense the scent of trouble A bit addicted to the thrill I’d say it makes me feel much better Though my life continues to seem surreal I know I’m getting older and much wiser, it causes fear I wish I was much younger when I knew less things about life that weren’t so clear