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A good night, the best in a long time |
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A new friend turned me on to an old favorite |
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Nothing better than a dealer who's high |
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Be high, convince them to buy |
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What's my drug of choice? |
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Well, what have you got? |
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I don't go broke |
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And I do it a lot |
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Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm |
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Running their boring drills |
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But we are an elite race of our own |
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The stoners, junkies, and freaks |
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Are you happy? I am, man. |
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Content and fully aware |
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Money, status, nothing to me |
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'Cause your life is empty and bare |
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What's my drug of choice? |
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Well, what have you got? |
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I don't go broke |
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And I do it a lot |
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You can't understand a user's mind |
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But try, with your books and degrees |
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If you let yourself go and opened your mind |
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I'll bet you'd be doing like me |
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And it ain't so bad |
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What's my drug of choice? |
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Well, what have you got? |
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I don't go broke |
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And I do it a lot |
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Say, I do it a lot! |
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I do it a lot! |
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I do it a lot! |
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Say, I do it a lot! |
