Album: The Priddle Concern
I like to smoke,I like to smoke, before the airport run
I like a joke, I like too joke around and have some fun
I never saw the kid, I heard no screams
You can't hold me libel I swear on a bible
Sometimes I mope, Somtimes I mope
But that don't mean a thing
I'll lay until, I am fine until the fire gives up the fight
Just need my pills, don't have my pills & I don't feel alright
Sift through the ashes you'll find nothing more
There's no one behind me
I know that they'll find me
Responsible still, I'm standing still
While around me goes up in smoke
Have to smoke, have to smoke...
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke...