I'm so tired of being alone.
Tired of spending every night by myself in my home.
And Mary Jane stay calling but let's be honest she's just not cutting it.
But she's all I got left, cuz when it comes to relationships I can't put any trust in it.
Let her burn, let her essence fall into a French curl.
Lay consumed by the music floating far above every problem in the world.
Never enough, I'm tired of transcending galaxies.
Much rather fly so high I transcend reality.
When did it occur that I have no one to call,
when I'm alone weighted down by it all?
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