LSD seemed like the one solution
where he could bury all his suffering
throw his pain down into the ocean
forget about the feeling he's battling
so into his throat he pours the potion

He overshadows his fears with this medicine
hoping it would vanish the images he saw
that he could sleep a night without shaking
and the terrible nightmares that his mind had drawn
but still he felt the pain and still, he felt gone

Inside his head there was a storm
where his conciousness battles to survive
where his worst demons are killed and born
and it's always as dark as night
through thought he fights to feel right

Hiding under concrete, 64 stories
his skin so pale for he'd not seen the sun
killing cigarettes and lighting up memories
feeling like he's being juggled by a clown
no destination, spinning around, trembling down