In the Air - Stress Ball + Some Drugs

Pressure
In the palm of my hand
As I lose grip
Of who I am
Swallow it down
Because I am a man
And I'd rather be numb
For no other reason
Than because I can
Who's to say that theres more
To life
Outside of indulging in
A vice
Superstitious
State of mind
With no end and
No fight in sight
I'm just happy being in my room tonight
With my
I'm just happy
With my

Stress ball and some drugs
Doesn't require much
Stress ball and some drugs
Doesn't require all that much
Thinking or trust

Slow and steady thoughts
Flow unstopped
Mentality is fragile
Great, somethin' else that I've botched
Am I living?
Am I dead?
Where I am has no friends
But thats fine
I'm happier alone
With just my mind
Its a fine line
And theres no time
Like the present
Where I'm livin'
I'm in hell
Til I get it
I'm always fearing the ending
I just need a place to lay my head
Take off everything coated in sweat
I'm just happy being in my room tonight
With my
I'm just happy
With my

Stress ball and some drugs
Doesn't require much
Stress ball and some drugs
Doesn't require all that much
Thinking or trust

Written by:
Phillip Pierce

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