Weed Dealer - Note to Self

People love their vices
It’s so easy to just disconnect
Just don’t turn around and confront someone
Keep your thoughts to yourself and eject
So why try fix me, when death can take me swiftly
I’ll read your thoughts and prayers when there is nothing left
Stayed in bed past twelve again
Your eyes lost their spark
Now your friends feel weird around you cause your humor’s gotten dark
There’s no stopping you when you’ve had a few
Who the hell am I even to judge?
I get high every day to keep feelings at bay
It’s okay, till the day that it's not
So, why try fix me when death can take me swiftly?
I’ll read your thoughts and prayers when there is nothing left
Life is tricky
Enough to keep you slipping
I’ll see you on the other side of realized regret
So, why try fix me when death can take me swiftly?
I’ll read your thoughts and prayers when there is nothing left

Written by:
Benjamin Van Wyk, Etienne Hachler, Gianluca Tadiello, Martin Barrios, Richard Staub

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