Afterlife

Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Foot on the gas, I drive all speed ahead
We only have one life, so I’ll live like there’s no mañana.
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With rose-tinted glasses, I’ll journey to the afterlife
No stress nor hurries; just me, myself and I
Ironically, it’s now that I feel most alive
All it took was for my physical body to die.
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Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Who needs sleep? That’s just for the dead
I feel nearly as holy as the Madonna.
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With rose-tinted glasses, I’ll journey to the afterlife
No stress nor hurries; I’ve never felt more alive
I’ve completely detached from all earthly strife
Come on, take a seat; let’s go for a drive.