The Spot

Last night was a mess I got mud stuck in my head Nothing in my belly Slept 2 hours only And now I feel like shit Then I receive a message from my girl There's a music set under the sun But it's raining outside And I feel like I'm seventy five So don't you dare asking me… Is it me that you try to kill ? It's been a long time I'm walking on a fine line between drunk and dead But I go! Now it's 1 A.M My breath smells like hell I'm smoking four thousand cigarettes to hide myself again I can't see anything Under the smoking rings Every bit of talking just sounds gibberish to me And to that I raise my drink 'Cause I'm walking into hell I'm walking into hell I'm the one that yell, i'm the one to tell that the end is always near I received a joint Fire, puff and pass it on The air don't feel right White light hits my eyes "Oh shit… Where am I? Where is Rachel? Oh my god…" 'Cause I'm walking into hell I'm walking into hell I'm the one that yell, i'm the one to tell that the end is always near 'Cause I'm walking into hell I'm walking into hell I'm the one that yell, i'm the one to tell that the end is always near So stop me, please!