Letras:Eric Matthews. Dopeyness.

If it's dopeyness you're seeking
Turn your head around start peeking
Pick your stash up off the floor now
Head out the door, let's go get more

A space will float inside of you
It's nothing thoughts cannot prove
'Cept aching hearts bare
A certain kindness that I pretend to practice

I want to sleep away my witness
Nothing telling no one's sirens
Judge me quickly, I am spinning
Into the damp, dank, sinking

Scream and bump your way around
Through shades of ice, it's never been so nice

Seven years now I've been thinking
He's never stopping, never quitting
Pick your stash up off the floor now
Head out the door, let's go get more

No time to regret the things I've done
There's nothing paint can't remove
'Cept aching hearts bare
A certain weakness that I pretend to master

I want to wish away my witness
Nothing telling, no one's sirens
Judge me quickly, I am spinning
Into the damp, dank, sinking

Stream and spread this mess around
Though cries of help have never been so nice

If it's dopeyness you're seeking
Turn your head around start peeking
Pick your stash up off the floor now
Head out the door, let's go get more