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elinelinelinelinelinelinelinelinelin' Sometimes you just have to listen to the voice inside your head, Spin me around upp side down.
Only once the drugs are done,
that I feel like dying, I feel like dying
I am sitting on the clouds igot smoke coming from my seat.
I can play basketball with the moon i got the whole world at my feet.
Playin touch football on a Marijuana Street or in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats. Get high, so high that I feel like lying.
Down in a cigar, roll me up & smoke me cuz i feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis The 13 jumping off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine.
I'm at the top of the top but still I climb and if I should ever fall the ground will then turn to wine.
Pop, Pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then i feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
I can mingle with the stars & throw a party on Mars i am a prisoner locked up behind xanax bars.
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot and violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead.
Wish I can give you this feeling I feel like buying.
And if my dealer don't have no more, then I feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
Only once the drugs are done,
that I feel like dying, I feel like dying
I am sitting on the clouds igot smoke coming from my seat.
I can play basketball with the moon i got the whole world at my feet.
Playin touch football on a Marijuana Street or in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleats. Get high, so high that I feel like lying.
Down in a cigar, roll me up & smoke me cuz i feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis The 13 jumping off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine.
I'm at the top of the top but still I climb and if I should ever fall the ground will then turn to wine.
Pop, Pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then i feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
I can mingle with the stars & throw a party on Mars i am a prisoner locked up behind xanax bars.
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot and violets are blue, roses are red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead.
Wish I can give you this feeling I feel like buying.
And if my dealer don't have no more, then I feel like dying.
Only once the drugs are done
That I feel like dying, I feel like dying
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