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Blunt in hand
I'm tired of all the pain,
And I'm ready to see the rain.
I've got a blunt in my hand and my toes in the sand,
I'm tired of all the pain,
So I'm rolling up a Joint, and kissing the world good bye.
You have someone else,
Yet you ask to see me.
You're oblivious to the fact that you're forcing my hand.
So for now,
I've got a blunt in my hand,
And my toes in the sand.
And I'm ready to see the rain.
I've got a blunt in my hand and my toes in the sand,
I'm tired of all the pain,
So I'm rolling up a Joint, and kissing the world good bye.
You have someone else,
Yet you ask to see me.
You're oblivious to the fact that you're forcing my hand.
So for now,
I've got a blunt in my hand,
And my toes in the sand.
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