Sometimes I feel down and depressed,
I’m alive but I feel dead.
The problems in life are to fucking hard.
My mind is empty, my soul is black.
Sometimes I feel alone and cold,
My only solution is get high and play rock and roll.
Beers and weed,
That’s all I need.
I don’t care about this awful life,
I try to enjoy it and get high.
My life is a misery full of lies,
I need to smoke, feel happy and fly.
I used to think in future and faith,
Is a fucking bullshit, I said.
I want to fly above the skies,
Ignorants see this weed with sucker’s eyes.
I don’t know but i feel so damn doped,
In spite of my troubles I never gave up hope.
Someday my mind and soul will be free,
Just when I’m dead… I’m going to be.