tomorrow
i break my fast with a snuff of hash
and i'm taking it in as i make my day
sundays, mondays, wednesdays too,
all my days are holidays
i've been smoking my mind and buying my time
pushing this thing as far as I can

if i'm here tomorrow, i guess i made it through the night all
right

too many strung out nights and my mind has gone
i black out sometimes i can't remember my name
too many one-night stands, you're not calling my name
sometimes i'm walking downtown and my nose just bleeds
i'm just taking my pills, i'm not saying my prayers
i'm dying to live and i'm living to die

if i'm here tomorrow, i guess i made it through the night all
right
last night lasted all week long,
now i'm coming up for air and i'm feelin strong
but my day's gone away with just a wake and bake,
a beer for breakfast and rum for lunch
i've been smoking my mind and buying my time
pushing this thing as far as i can... i guess

if i'm here tomorrow, i guess i made it through the night all
right