text: Yeah, I really, um, I really, I really wanted to kind of like
  To capture some kind of like moment, but maybe its better if Im
  Sober
  Wake up in the morning, I look at my clock
  Its way past noontime, Im late for work
  Tell me what have I done wrong?
  Nothing can go right with me it must be that Ive been smoking too long
  Go to fix me some breakfast, I aint got no food
  Take me a shower, the water dont feel no good
  Tell me what have I done wrong?
  And nothing can go right with me must be that Ive been smoking too long
  I got opium in my chimney, no other life to choose
  Nightmares made of hash dreams, the devil in my shoes
  What have I done wrong?
  Yeah nothing can go right with me it must be that Ive been smoking too long
  When Im smoking, smoking, put my worries on a shelf
  Try not to think about nothing, dont wanna see myself
  What have I done wrong?
  And nothing can go right with me it must be that Ive been smoking too
  Long
  In this blues Im singing, theres a lesson to be learned
  You go round smoking, youre gonna get burned
  Fuck me what have I done wrong?
  Nothing can go right with me must be that Ive been smoking
  Too long, too long