Steven Sutfin - On the Topic of Demons Lyrics

My house is feeling less like a home
More like a place I just get high alone
I need to go outside get some light
Get a life maybe do sum with my time I don't know
But I need to find a new perception
Need to find a new direction
Cuz it ain't safe how I'm living
I'm my own villian
Seeing demons when I'm looking at the ceiling
But I guess it's my own fault right
Punched a hole in my wall I'm so up tight
Tabs of Lucy always loopy never thought this life style would ever suit me

I'll stay away from what keeps me sane
And I'll smoke all day and I'll never change the way

I live my life I'm flying high I'm never in the right state of mind got red eyes
But they hidden behind my big glasses
Got a lotta talent theres no way you could match it
Got a lotta green so I'll pull out sum matches
Watch the bowl burn til it's all ashes
Now I'm full of inspiration making music everyday shit
We passing bowls around and you know they stay lit
But I needa get a grip stop gulpin I need to take a sip
Tell myself stop your frying yo mind
But then I do this shit every single night