Chronic

Look in the windows They don't see nothin' at all Sometimes, they're open But they're usually closed Everyone's knockin' I look through the hole I wish I could open the door But I'm tired and cold Feels like mm, mm, mm, mm Maybe I'm dyin' So comfortable cryin' I don't know the difference Between lyin' and smilin' My bones are like water My head's gettin' hotter, hotter And I can't remember My blood's runnin' thinner, like Mm, mm, mm, mm I don't remember, how could I ever forget? I wanna feel better, but somethin' about bein' sick is Easy, twisted, comfortable No, I don't remember, I don't remember, no I don't remember, how could I ever forget? I wanna feel better, but somethin' about bein' sick is Easy, twisted, comfortable But I don't remember, I don't remember, no