Wish I Was High (song)

I'm wishin' that Jesus Christ was my one and only...
so I could go and disobey him just to get the townspeople to stone me.
I ain't addicted, I'm pretty damn clean,
but this boy's got me needin' some good ol' green;
couldn't get his heart out of the way,
he left my body lonely.

Some people goin' on behind my back
sayin' I laughed and watched him burn.
But heartless people can't have heart attacks -
and I want him so bad my chest is starting to hurt...

(Chorus)
I'm about a day from going insane -
put a little peace into my brain!
Don't care about the flavor, gimme any strain;
how about it for saturday night?
Give it to me darlin', oh pretty please,
Mary Jane's got a hold on me:
I need a little, need a little THC
'cause baby, you make me wish I was high.

...
I mean, I get it, people have emotions
but he left my body still, so I need to put my head in motion.
Physical dependence is the very last thing
that a beneficiary needs:
he knows when to stop; all that I can do is keep on going...

Now, it probably isn't healthy
the way his smell is on my mind...
so just a couple grams should help me
get an affliction of a different kind:

(Chorus)
I'm about a day from going insane -
put a little peace into my brain!
Don't care about the flavor, gimme any strain;
how about it for saturday night?
Give it to me darlin', oh pretty please,
Mary Jane's got a hold on me:
I need a little, need a little THC
'cause baby, you make me wish I was high.


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Age when written: 16