Dammit I ran outta dope once again I'm tired explaining this shit to my friends I cannot relate another person and It's all my fault There's something so terribly wrong within me I ain't left the house in a couple of weeks I feel the path to Nirvana closing and I've lost myself And the color of the moon is wrong but beautiful It speaketh unto me and speaketh unto you And I'm a hundred million miles away and I don't have anything left to say Passing away from the work It's funny I'm at a loss for words This eulogy's nothing but hurt We were born from the earth and then buried in dirt And I've been so afraid I tried floating away but the wind took me back to the very first place Where all this began and now here I am This Eulogy comes to an end