Now I’m out and I need a slice
When you have something you don’t know the price
Until you lose it
I just want to scream it
At 3 we’ll go in the garden
But she hate to see them
These boys with only problems
That live like worms


She’s holding an heater
Stopping being a fighter
I told her don’t worry
Don’t worry there’s the perry
The night is still young
Let’s roll another blunt