Where I’m From

I’m from the drugs

And playing with the bugs

I’m from playing in the mountains

And always shouting

I’m from the ponderosa pines

Not the jungle vines

I’m from the meth lab

And the Ford crew cab

I’m from the big sky

And always getting high

I’m from the two story house

And wandering all around

I’m from the dark nights

Just sitting there trying to take flight

I’m from the bottle

Causing dad to go wide open throttle

I’m from the drug store snacks

To the long naps

I’m from the place

That has the meth project pace

I’m from the #1 suicidal state

With a million ranch gates