I take a **** and my worries go up in smoke
It doesn't matter how horrible I feel
Or how damaged I have become
I take a hit, and the **** doesn't seem real.
It calms me
Rids me of my anxiety
I can relax
I can free my mind
Of all the clutter
That belongs in the gutter
Wake and bake
That's just how I do it
Ain't nothing to be ashamed of
Now I'm feeling lit
I'm higher than a kite
Up in the blue sky
It's beautiful up here
So happy I could die
I self medicate
No, I'm not a druggie
It educates my mind
No way life can be ugly
They ask me,
"Wanna smoke?"
I respond,
"You know it,
Then we blow it,
Eyes to show it."
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
I take a **** and my worries go up in smoke
It doesn't matter how horrible I feel
Or how damaged I have become
I take a hit, and the **** doesn't seem real.
It calms me
Rids me of my anxiety
I can relax
I can free my mind
Of all the clutter
That belongs in the gutter
Wake and bake
That's just how I do it
Ain't nothing to be ashamed of
Now I'm feeling lit
I'm higher than a kite
Up in the blue sky
It's beautiful up here
So happy I could die
I self medicate
No, I'm not a druggie
It educates my mind
No way life can be ugly
They ask me,
"Wanna smoke?"
I respond,
"You know it,
Then we blow it,
Eyes to show it."
© Peyton 2013
