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Its so hard feeling sober, when your not,
Alarm still going, and im reaching for my pot
im so gone, I dont know what to do,
Rolling up somethin that is big enough for 2
But this ones going straight to the dome,
And I know that no one is no one home,
But I just dont feel so alone,
Cause mary janes with me I cant go wrong
So I start to spark my spliff
I Puff once right and it starts to hit,
And I aint in love but my heart just skipped,
Laughing at this world as I depart from it so high
and I dont wanna come down,
so I wont ahah
Some days I dont wanna go out, (so I)
Grab my weed and sit on the couch,
And I think about the things that I should be doing,
Still twist up a blunt and rip right through it
Some days I dont wanna go out, (so I)
Grab my weed and sit on the couch,
I dont need to relax, Im not stressed out
But Im Still leanin back burning when sun sets down
Im the kid that said I wont drink or smoke,
But Little did I know the way things would go.
I was innocent and Its true I couldnt picture it,
But now I only smoke on the finest and the thickest spliffs,
Add that to all the liquor I consume
Was told grade 10 that my liver was doomed,
Mom wasnt happy that I had to blame the trouble,
On insane amounts of vodka I was draining from the funnel,
But its ok, im here right now,
I got Future so bright, I dont fear night now,
Real lifes boring so I dream out loud,
Ive never felt so high with my feet on the ground,
Ha, its gotta be the weed I smoke,
Its why I keep the reefer close
Like butter to a piece of toast,
Do it here at western, but they feel it to the eastern coast
Half way to being grown, long way from being home
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