high

oh i oh i used get high let me tell you why i never used to lie now i lie i used to cry that was my lala bie i used to like this girl but she made feel bad like hell i felt like a snail without shell i wanted a girlfriend but no one liked me but i had to try but my crash made cry i told her i like her she was huh leave me alone ya ugly i didn't feel happy that wasn't lovely even though I'm a guy that me cry that was my lala bie she made me cry so i started getting high