We can vent about how our lives up and went wrong again.
but id rather crush and roll and toke until we're hazed and gone again.
we pass the bong and take our hits of 'le la veuve verte' heaven scent.
and lay on our backs and steal the sun we watch the clouds that heaven sent.
its it's a shame really how us humans are sort of ill equipped ,
for the loneliness would kill me if this cold world were to run out of this.
were side by side, but all grown up ,nails and teeth out chasing bliss.
i guess it would be a bit too risky to spare me a sincere kiss.
....until then i guess were friends although fate knows what it can make of this
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