We've been to too many shows
And we've taken our fair share of blow
When you first met the crew
I promised no one would niqqa lip you
They say that they want me to quit
But I'm no straight edge peice of shit
Smoke weed
Get paid
All in an average day
I know I'm a suburban maggot
I'd rather have you with me than some other faggot
When you left me I didn't know what to do
My bro just told me to ask you
They say that they want me to quit
But I'm no straight edge peice of shit
Smoke weed
Get paid
All in an average day
We've had many good memories
Even though I've crossed many boundaries
You always see me playing the gong
But backstage I'm hitting that bong
They didn't like my casual habbits
So their families didn't enjoy their caskets
You were the inspiration to my hair color
Shit I almost forgot that I owe you ten dollars
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