This world`s just not for me,thats the way it has to be
Its just simply cause theres too much stress for me
Days are just passin by,I dont even get a chance to tell`em hi
My friends left me,alone in this cold world,when they remember to call I`ll die
I`m crying every day and my parents are wondering why?
Pains soo deep,life is sour,just like a wine thats cheap
But I just need to keep my head up,and not fell into eternal sleep
And I came to conclusion about who my best friend is...its weed