it travels

Mar 02, 2006 09:05

There's something wrong, not quite yet, but don't fret it will be right along.
I can tell, cause my chest is tight like my viens have seized up and dried.

SO here comes life once again, to hard to fight or pretend,
there just isn't enough to smoke or promote to keep hold my head.

My friends try to tell me,"hey man don't worry"
"We're all here for you" so what can i do.?
...When life comes for me?

Now, life is heading for me, taking aim, she'll get me shortly,
She has a wife, and house, and the kids all waiting for me.
Oh please keep listening, it won't be boring.

SO here comes life once again, to hard to fight or pretend,
there just isn't enough to smoke or promote to keep hold my head.

I'm stuck here now, in her school,
attending class, oh would be too kool,
then sit and smoke and stay in my bed,
oh life leave me alone, the world is dead.

But wait and see out side, that sky,
It's big, and bight and blue, with some white,
the sun is shining, it opens up my head,
I still have my smoke, but i surely ain't dead.

SO here comes life once again, to hard to fight or pretend,
there's just so much to do before I'm dead, like smoke and joke and be with all my friends.
like smoke and joke and be with all my friends.
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