Lyrics

So I do what I gotta do Drink a beer on a Monday afternoon My potential is rotting in a can And the devil has got the upper hand So here I am, wrestling with the man In the mirror running through my head Disappear and reappear again Now it's clear that I'm already dead So I do what I gotta do Smoke a joint and laugh at me and you Watch the people as they walk on by I'm so happy I think that I could cry And When I do, it'll all come out I will prove that I can be myself Disappear and reappear again Now it's clear that I'm already dead So I do what I gotta do Put a band-aid right over the bruise Plant a seed and leave it to the wind If it grows I hope to see it live And here I am, mother nature's child With a problem that I could never solve I could be anything I want But today I think I'd rather not