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Every thing is alright.
Every time it's so sweet,
Love affair my lady so petite.
I dream about her every beat,
Every dose takes me from worse.
Sparking the bowl,
I hold it down.
Letting it go,
Happy as a clown.
Eyes of the dead,
Brain working like im special in the head.
Every thing I've herd,
Shit I forgot, time to hit the bed.
The felling of green,
It's all I need.
When it comes to stems and seeds,
Hell, not in my weed.
Oh. I'm sorry,
You don't like a burn out?
That's okay,
I'll be happy till the sun dies out.
And when it does,
ill still feel good.
Watching you cry in your bed,
As the world falls down around your head.
Love affair my lady so petite.
I dream about her every beat,
Every dose takes me from worse.
Sparking the bowl,
I hold it down.
Letting it go,
Happy as a clown.
Eyes of the dead,
Brain working like im special in the head.
Every thing I've herd,
Shit I forgot, time to hit the bed.
The felling of green,
It's all I need.
When it comes to stems and seeds,
Hell, not in my weed.
Oh. I'm sorry,
You don't like a burn out?
That's okay,
I'll be happy till the sun dies out.
And when it does,
ill still feel good.
Watching you cry in your bed,
As the world falls down around your head.
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