Woke up this morning with a haze in my head
Last night's buzz still lingering, wish I was dead
Got dreams to chase, bills to pay
But every time I try, I'm just too baked to stay

Used to have ambition, used to have goals
Now I'm just a burnout with a bag full of rolls
Employers call, but I let it ring
Too busy sparking up, too busy blazing

Too high to function, too stoned to care
Lost in a haze of smoke and despair
Sitting on the couch, wasting my days, watching life
Watching life pass by in a purple haze

Eyes glazed over, lost in a trance
Stuck in a loop, no room for advance
Fingers typing, but my mind's gone numb
On 4chan forums, where I'm just a bum

Slurs are flying by in this thread
So many soyjaks, wish I was dead
As the memes grow stale, the despair sets in
And I reach for the pipe, let the cycle begin

Too high to function, too stoned to flee
Caught in the web of despair and memes
Lurking in the shadows, where darkness reigns
On 4chan's boards, where nothing ever gains

Yet amidst the haze, it's not as bad as it seems
A temporary respite from life's harsh extremes
For though I'm lost in smoke, unable to strive
It sure beats the stress, of just staying alive

Too high to function, too stoned to care
Laid back on the couch, in a clouded air
Relaxing in the haze, problems delayed
Those stupid memes can wait for another day