Well, the tip of my thumb has been whittled like wood The way I'm abusin' the lighter I'm a-self-medicatin', a-tokin' all day And a-tryna fight fire with fire I live by the pipe and I'll die by it too, Least that's how it seems to me The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin', And that's how it always will be That's how it always will be Well, I'm dazed and confused, on the floor of my room In the company of constant concern A-thinkin' through thoughts that've got me Distraught for a reason I couldn't discern The reefer it does what it knows to do best, A-settin' my troubled mind free The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin', And that's how it always will be That's how it always will be Said I live by the pipe and I'll die by it to, Least that's how it seems to me The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin', And that's how it always will be That's how it always will be That's how it always will be