Dope
Mind’s slipping
Time’s skipping
Can’t see past my hands

My feet are sinking through the floor
I can’t remember where we started
But I know this for sure

My head’s going out the door
Out the door

I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone, gone
I’m gone

Mind’s slipping
Time’s skipping
If you would’ve asked me I would have said
I had a vague idea
I’m losing sense of reality
My dear, my dear
My mind’s gone out the door
Out the door

I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone, gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone

I’m gone, gone
I’m gone, gone

Losing sense every day
Feeling trapped in this haze
I think I might have to accept
This might be my fate

I’m gone, gone
I’m