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