eyelids

I know that I'm clouded
I'm just procrastinating
Hope the Sun shines someday upon me
I'll open my eyelids
And see what I was missing cause my mind was so weak
I'll crack open a smile for all the times I couldn't speak
My mind

It don't even matter, never lost faith in it
Now I make a little pape' with it
Fuck around, make a name with it
This a cold brew, with some pain in it
Now the boy got some age in 'em
Same book, but the page different
Set a bookmark, but it kept flipping on me
I'm running outta time

Running outta'
Running outta'
Running outta time
Running out
Running outta
Running outta time
Running outta
Running
Running outta time
Running out