Wax Straight to Paradise song lyrics

Walking around with my eyes sewn shut

Passing by the most beautiful things in the world like so what

Find an empty spot on a curb, and post up

Next to a homeless man, cart full of soda cans

Smiling, how's he in a better mood than I am in

When I'm an inch away from achieving my dreams

There's different types of achievement it seems

The intravenous needle fiends to the people that dream of seeing

Themselves up on the screens

We all tryna chase a high

What is it with human being, we're never satisfied

My only conclusion's confusion

And my only solution is the illusion I create through boozin

Fuck it, my eyes open, I pop my tall beer

Toast to Los Angeles, we all here

From Skid Row to the names up in the blaring lights

I take a sip and I'm headed straight to paradise

Every day I battle with my inner consciousness

Trying to get him to become an optimist

Trying to convince him god exists

And to focus on the positive and take pride in my accomplishments

But he only speaks he doesn't hear

A radio newsfeed always in my ear

And I, just wish it would disappear

An embodiment of all my insecurities and fear

And it keeps me wide awake lying late at night nervous

Mind racing, contemplating life's purpose

But isn't that a contemplation that is quite worthless

And I'm still awake when the sunlight surface

I just

Relax, lie still

Count sheep, drink more nyquil

Lord help me sleep I say a prayer at night

And in my dreams I'm going straight to paradise

Too much time alone all I think about is death

I'm a chain smoker how much time I got left

I swear there's something wrong going on inside my chest

I ain't seen a doctor nI should probably get a test

I just wish I wasn confident in an afterlife

If it turned out that I was wrong I'd be dead it wouldn't matter right

I drink too much, for the numbness

I think to much, but yearn for dumbness

I wish that I was satisfied

By the cars, the restaurants and the Maitre D's

I love steak, put me back inside the matrix please

We can all talk about the weather forecast or the sportscast

Or the fucking jersey shore cast

Get money, keep makin

Fuck bitches, eat bacon

Lord forgive me, I say a prayer at night

And when I die I'm going straight to paradise