We get high in backseats of cars
We put faith in our concerns
Fall in love to down the streak
We believe in the sum of ourselves
You bought a new bag of pot
So let's make a new start
And that's the way to my heart to
Way to my heart
And that's the way we get by to
Way we get by
We get high
This is my unfortunate reality.
Somehow, I've learned to
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