Roll me another.
Pull me a cigarette,
Pour me a secret.
Out a bag cut some slack,
Pass a hint of death regret.
Who cares, who wants this crazy bitch.
No baby, no love just rolling sticks.
Grab a lover for some light,
Hold on darling- its gonna be tight.
Withering away to the soulful night,
Crashing my brain never felt so right.
And there it went, the Hepburn here to kill.
Running images on a spinning wheel.
Fuck Stop, take me away.
Let me die in my horrible dismay.
Another breath and I'm gone,
Another mistake forgone.
Repeating nightmares in broken dream,
The joint will heal my pain but sin.
A sinner may once be a saint,
But the sinner's blood will always remain.
I wrote that last year in 2015,
Up until now I'm still just dying.
But we were born to die,
Don't make me sad, Don't make me cry.
Cause I'm riding on a road like an unsettling cum,
At the end of the day its a Cannabis Numb.-Ganja