Carving My Stone (Stripped Back)

Hmmmm

I ain't seen the sunrise since the last time I came down

I've been swimming muddy waters and my head's been in the clouds

(But) the wind and waves ain't been this calm since before you came around

Now the mud is at the bottom and the smoke is clearing out

I've been chasing bottles only slowing down for bumps

When I'd get down to the bottom I'd just roll another blunt

I've been facing death full throttle, carving my stone, burning woods

Then I hit that fuckin pothole and it parked my truck for good

Hmmmmm

I do whatever it takes just to get outside of myself

Because the person you want me to be is my personal hell

So I take to making potions, put myself under a spell

Cuz I'd rather meet my maker than live in this cold jail cell

I've been chasing bottles only slowing down for bumps

When I'd get down to the bottom I'd just roll another blunt

I've been facing death full throttle, carving my stone, burning woods

Then I hit that fuckin pothole and it parked my truck for good

I've been chasing bottles only slowing down for bumps

When I'd get down to the bottom I'd just roll another blunt

I've been facing death full throttle, carving my stone, burning woods

Then I hit that fuckin pothole and it parked my truck for good