Saint Harison - more weed, less friends

Silly me
To not tie up old odds and ends Who knows why it happens Every now and then
I’ll make a dinner
And nobody will attend
Now I’ve got more weed
Less friends
More weed
Less friends
Ain’t it funny
There’s just so many thoughts that we hide Like our fear of
Dying
No
I don’t drink at party’s Oh I just pretend Now I’ve got
More weed
Less friends

Written by:
Harrison Fisher

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