I smoke this weed and turn the bass up louder How can something so green be so sour Her love was decieving like thorns on a flower She shot me down like a meteor shower she was my peach, i guess im just bowzer back to the darkness the love was thwarted harp it sit in my depression so heartless numb from cocaine and pain till it blocks out the receptors in my brain look out the window pane all i see is stones in this glass dome i see everyone looking but yet so alone no where to call home frozen in the snow no boxers or socks just cold feet unaware of love close to the drugs no kisses and hugs just rugs and broken boards staring at the ceiling with no feeling trapped in the cell dreaming of blue skies feeling like my past life was all lies no angels or demons just zombies with no meaning novacaine was im needing lost all connection to social encounters recluse with no founders hit the weed turn the bass up louder block out the thoughts never been a coward how her beauty could have so much power I smoke this weed and turn the bass up louder How can something so green be so sour Her love was decieving like thorns on a flower She shot me down like a meteor shower she was my peach, i guess im just bowzer looking at my life theres nothing left but breaking a sweat working too much living for a check take a number and stand in line in a life with boxes and signs black and white duller than this broken knife stab myself but i never bleed smoke weed and drink but can never breathe