[sick weedd]
If I can't keep it up, why should I fight
Why do you lie like you did that night
You see all the stars but do they shine
I see all the stars but I've lost my mind
In every situation, there's a chance
I swallowed 30 milligrams
She's my muse I love the way she dances
She's not a fling, and I'm not treating this like romance
I want to have kids with her. I want to count the money
I want to spend my days not thinking about yesterday
I want to forget the pain she's my dressing for the wounds
Now I want to run away
Cigarette smoke has covered my sad face x4