As I take a look left and look at the right
I pull out my green and roll a jay real tight
I puff up the chronic till my eyes are blood red
I sometimes wonder what I could be doing instead
I never doubt because a blunt never lies
Unlike most people it lacks deceptive eyes
I pull on some Whiskey like its going outta style
At nights end I cough up blood on the bathroom floor tiles
I've been warned before and I know I should stop
I just wish I could go to South America and grow and big crop
I learned something new like I do every day
Self destruction might be the way to enlightenment today
In this world full of fake attitudes, lives, and people
I wanna burn down the Chapel and topple the Steeple
I don't hate religion but only its results
It makes closed minded chhildren out of full grown adults
I wonder will it end with a flood or a drought
enough of this depressing shit, fuck it, I'm Out
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