The Only Thing I Know Right Now 

I write about what I see and what I know

The only thing I know right now is the smoke

I've been lost haven't talked haven't spoke

To a single soul I've been locked in the bowls

Irritate my gums chewing on my tongue

I still do it a lot after all these months

Yeah I'm gone

Count how many songs I say this shit on

You think I'm having fun I'm poisoning my lungs

Okay maybe I'm having fun

But don't think you think there's something wrong

Is it from what I've been told

I wish I could tell I don't know