Florida Man - Weeded Lyrics

Spitting nightmares at me
I don't want to be
The sound it haunts my dreams
Always alert, it's haunting me

(I hear it i my dreams)
Nothing is set in stone
(The sound is haunting me)
Become another clone

There's no escaping this
I'm lost, I hate this twist
Yet I return for more
Closer to hell, wasting away
I'm pleasing those I hate
I'm being forced to create
I think I lost my taste
The flames go up
I'm losing this race

Why did I choose this way?
Literally rotting away
At least I got my drinks
I can wake up
And come right back