Sip Some Wine

Sip some wine

Grab some beer

Sorry i sound like a bitch

Vice cope, the crutch, the hit

Thinking about ska

Sublime really popped shit off

At least 40 oz of Freedom & Robbin The Hood

Skaters tearing up the streets

Never knowing the lyrics to Slightly Stoopid

Getting drunk on rooftops

Looking over the city

Feeling so small in the scheme of it all

And to think, do they really care?

Here I am, the center of my own universe

Technically speaking

Yet i’m hardly the type to play a lead role

I’m the guy in the back of the club

Smoking a cigarette, fading into club lights

Dark nights, high under the moon

Morning remorse the coffee helps reside

The hangovers were always worth it

I never minded the come downs

Stay forever high off ideas of old

The whole thing goes on for forever

A little thing makes the universe make sense

Big things make you want to end it all

So i’m not worried about tomorrow or yesterday

The moment you want to stay in the moment

You start over analyzing

Whether you are actually present

I’m hardly even here, some ghost being

So what, i’m drinking before noon

So what, i lost it all in a thousand different ways

So long as the record still spins

And the girls still exist in this universe

I’ll be fine, i’ll be fine

She was fine & her friend was fine

And i’m lighting up a cigarette

Because what else is there to do

Sip a coffee in some interrogation room

I don’t know nothing about that, sir

I don’t know nothing about anything

All i know is somebody tore my heart apart

Been trying to figure out how to salvage it

Every time i buy new clothes, i feel better

Trying to sift the gold in this muddy river

The river flows, it‘s pretty & nice to look at it

So hell yea, i’ll sit here & try to make the most of it

Currency flows abundantly

Yet most of us are relatively broke

Teachers aren’t getting paid enough

Considering they still have to sit at school all day

Peaceful sleep, some sort of relief

Sipping coffee & everything in between

our minds half gone half of the time

half asleep, half confused, half amused

It’s good we can find this shit amusing

Sit at the bar…

Liquor never hurt you like she did

But did she really hurt you?

We only ever hurt ourselves in this universe

Let the world spin madly on

And do whatever you gotta to make sense of it all