PNT WorldWyde - The Deep End lyrics

I'm feeling like I'm just waking up, been stuck in dream Everyone I know is asking ‘where the f** have you been?' I'm saying, I live in my own world, yeah; I live in my own world; [X2] Yeah, and there's pot plants everywhere You chop with machetes there, yeah, yeah its heaven there No jobs and no taxes, so it's free trade No police station, no police states Life how it's s'posed to be, according to me To every citizen, a bucket and a quarter of weed So everybody's chilled out, this is my planet Well, welcome to Juana World, this that I planted If it's sick as I planned it, then, this is Titanic But, skip the sh**ty ending; it ain't sinking in my thoughts Every single person's equal here, that's gigantic So don't ask how it works, just ask how can't it? People always say I'm negative, I wish for positives The problem is the world, on which I've been deposited Of this I'm positive, it's just that everything is go And I think we need it slowed, maybe even need some pause in it Just waking up, been stuck in dream Everyone I know is asking ‘where the f** have you been?' I'm saying, I live in my own world, yeah; I live in my own world; [X2] {I'm feeling like I'm} Yeah, already wish I never woke up Choked up, I can't stomach a world with no guts Go nuts? I just might, so I stay holed up Locked up inside my head, trying to hold up Closed off, only ever happy when I doze off I'm just trying to find my place, but I'm so lost That sometimes I'm thinking, maybe my soul's lost Trying to bridge my faults, but can't pay the toll cost Trapped between an ‘Oh, God!' and ‘there's no God' If the painter's perfect, how'd he paint this picture so flawed? But, then I see the world for what it used to be Beautiful; and I can't really say a thing, conclusively, truthfully I hope there is a God, but hope is new to me Usually a cynic, can't tell if it's born or how I grew to be And this is why I spend my time sleeping I start to get deep, then, I'm going off the deep end