[Lyric] Cranked (Lautrec)

Centered of attention
Pleased by own words
You're too lazy to try
To get out from behind your door

You see blindly in the view
Of your glow
And eyesight in daylight
Is like reaching for heights
Way out of reach

Softened by soft blows taken straight to the head
I know because I've been there before
But I've never slipped and choked on my words
At the rate that you do and it's killing me
Just to watch