Of all the people you could have had off
Your self’s the last one I’d have thought of
Just one bag they’ll never know
I’ll keep it quiet it’ll never show

Three weeks later you wake up freezing
Nothing really left to believe in
Just one bag they’ll never know
I’ll keep it sly a one-man show

Now you got dealers knockin’ on your door
Close the curtains cling close to the floor
Just one bag no one will know
It’ll shut my brain up just for the now

Now the paranoia don’t know it’s alone
Shottin’ works crackling that stone
Just one bag they’ll never know
Willingly serving Him who's below

Should have listened known by myself
Sizzlin’ foils never good for your health
Just one bag now everyone knows
But fuck it and fuck them at least I’m stoned
 

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