Blinded by the hope and the visions of,
The dreams and of a bigger thought,
That outside of this little box,
Is a life and a bigger box.
To go outside is to live they say,
And what I have are just answered prayers.
My thoughts are blind, they cannot see,
And what I want, you say I cannot be,
Answer me Lord, just answer me,
Paint me a picture the blind can see.
And if you can't, it's nothing new,
I'll smoke a J and then a few.
Forget about you and all the lies,
For you're only here because I sniffed those lines.
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