Nosebleeds, that's how high I am
I chose these seats to occupy
Dead shot right in the eyes
Mind stuck from the blood inside
You play these games against me
You make me smile when I don't want to
You play these ribs like a xylophone
Maybe thats the kind love I don't get alone
I mosied onto other things
Mostly comfort n my own needs
You play these games against me
You make me smile when I don't want to