Take your mama's gun
Seal up the barrel tight
Sleep tomorrow, son
Exit for another night

I know it's a secret
Speaking about whether I'm okay
I don't see any inspiration in big lies
All I say

You think it's crazy
But I got these papers to prove I'm only sick
I don't see any inspiration in clear skies
So I sleep all day

Got the ways ahead
Looking less like and high
Seem to disappear
As soon as you were by my side

Get your daddy's car
Scratch the doors and call it art
Who's your daddy now
Take the thing right from the start

I know it's a secret
Speaking about whether I'm okay
I don't see any imitation in big lights
All I say
You think it's crazy
But I got these papers to prove I'm only sick
I don't see any inspiration in clear skies
So I sleep all day