You Can Do Drugs! Lyrics

Best pattern

Best useless hobby

Next chapter

The next book is sloppy

I'm covered in mud

Covered in old timey dissonance

Under the covers

The beds made in under developed ideas

Lost to innocence

Rhyme schemes and pestilence

Talking about what talking about

But conveying with little excellence

I'm next to myself

Yelling about existence

I'm reading books

But bragging about their contents

With little to no context

So I'm just rambling about

Someone else's convictions

In hopes I sound definitive

But I'm not

Or at least I'm not on topic

or at least I'm off

And still lost to progress

Or at least I hate cops

Cause police for profit

Or at least I can speculate

But I don't have to be honest

You can do drugs

You can do drugs

You can do drugs

You can do drugs

You can do drugs

You can do drugs

Just cause their fun