Dig It

My toys don't speak to me I asked how I could be free? How can I help a dying tree? And why don't I feel any spree? These thoughts are striking my mind Replacing the vibes in my head They are not kind And now I just sit with my toys, which are blind And they can’t just start hearing and can’t give me advice Every time I try to scream, I try to go Every time I fall asleep, I get low All my friends have a job But I don't care, I'm drinking my own blood All my friends have wives But they don’t know what their wives look like This war can drug me out I know you won’t think about it And all this time I tried so hard to throw my bombs not so loud These thoughts are striking my mind Replacing my vibes in my head They are not kind And now I just sit with my toys, which are blind And they can’t just start hearing and can’t give me advice Every time I try to scream, I try to go Every time I fall asleep, I get low All my friends have a job But I don't care, I'm drinking my own blood All my friends have wives But they don’t know what their wives look like Dig it, dig it My toys don't speak to me My toys don’t speak to me