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Spark a bowl
Swing low, sweet chariot,
And I'll swing high,
The torch? I'll carry it,
Let's light up the night.
It's with the help of my friends that I get by,
When their help's not enough, I just shut my eyes,
And I see people hiding from their darkest fears,
I see sad people drowning in their own fuckin tears
I see the best minds wasted,
The worst ones paid,
I see good men get taken,
Bad men get saved,
I see the world as it is, and it makes me shudder,
I try to think good thoughts, but I'm stuck in the gutter,
Only one thing pulls me out, you see,
Take a seat here, on the couch, with me,
And we'll spark a bowl together
We'll light up the dark,
We might not live forever,
But we'll leave our mark
And I'll swing high,
The torch? I'll carry it,
Let's light up the night.
It's with the help of my friends that I get by,
When their help's not enough, I just shut my eyes,
And I see people hiding from their darkest fears,
I see sad people drowning in their own fuckin tears
I see the best minds wasted,
The worst ones paid,
I see good men get taken,
Bad men get saved,
I see the world as it is, and it makes me shudder,
I try to think good thoughts, but I'm stuck in the gutter,
Only one thing pulls me out, you see,
Take a seat here, on the couch, with me,
And we'll spark a bowl together
We'll light up the dark,
We might not live forever,
But we'll leave our mark
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