Chronic

Look in the windows
They don't see nothin' at all
Sometimes, they're open
But they're usually closed

Everyone's knockin'
I look through the hole
I wish I could open the door
But I'm tired and cold
Feels like mm, mm, mm, mm

Maybe I'm dyin'
So comfortable cryin'
I don't know the difference
Between lyin' and smilin'

My bones are like water
My head's gettin' hotter, hotter
And I can't remember
My blood's runnin' thinner, like
Mm, mm, mm, mm

I don't remember, how could I ever forget?
I wanna feel better, but somethin' about bein' sick is
Easy, twisted, comfortable
No, I don't remember, I don't remember, no

I don't remember, how could I ever forget?
I wanna feel better, but somethin' about bein' sick is
Easy, twisted, comfortable
But I don't remember, I don't remember, no