we make so many today
we take so many mistakes
we break all kinds of stages
and play that it don’t phase us
just drip on down that grape vine
don’t comprehend just decide
and make the feelings feel right.
we take so many things in
we grow a thicker dead skin
we find ourselves so willing
to do the things we don’t need
drink the wolves-sheep’s clothing
the cotton sticks-your choking!
and everybody knows it
your throat it almost closes
they’ll check you in the morning.