With the rising Sun
Comes the concept of consciousness
It's not so beautiful
And in the pouch of drum
There's an unrolled cigarette
He sais he don't need
But he knows deep down he was born to smoke
That motherfucker strayed into his lungs
And he confirms with the frown on his face
That it's dawn
And if it comes to that
We can self-medicate a way through these hallways
And if it hurts us down the line
We can't recall how it numbed us
How it helped us feel fine
And we're running on this fabricated promise
That things will get better when we're out of this place
But if that's just not the case
Then we'll repeat with our last hope dawn
That it's dawn
And I can't articulate why I'm here
But I know that it's time to leave
You said you gotta plan your escape my friend
I said yep
I said yep
So I planned
So I planned and that's why I've got a plan
And as the moon departs
The ground is heavier with the fallen hearts
And in this feeling that we can't escape
I think they fix that in the pharmacy
And even though he knows it's cheap
You can bet that it's his very next stop
Our last elation's gone, the presentation's raw
But it's dark
And if it comes to that
We can self-medicate a way through these hallways
And if it hurts us down the line
We can't recall how it numbed us
How it helped us feel fine
And we're running on this fabricated promise
That things will get better when we're out of this place
But if that's just not the case
We're still the west of the night of dawn
It's dawn