Landslide beneath my feet
Dirt falling under me
I’ve got nowhere to go Guess I’ll just stand right here
Watch myself disappear again
Slow and low
Guess you could say I’m getting used to it One day I’m fine the next I’m in a ditch
But I’m not crazy
I’m just losing ground
Doc called some new pills in I won’t pick them up again
Cause I know that stuff’s a joke
You can’t just dope me up When I’m down on my luck
I don’t need mirrors and smoke