by 13 » Sat Nov 24, 2007 1:00 pm
Yeah
Yeah
A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy, yeah
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks
Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothin' to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare, yeah
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
I do it a lot yeah
You can't understand the user's mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad
What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
I do it a lot yeah
Say, I do it a lot
Say, I do it a lot
Say, I do it a lot
Say, I do it a lot
I made a really cool picture thing with the lyrics to this song in high school
if I can find it ill take a picture of it
The perfect blend of poetry and meanness..