We were young when the psycho-saga begun *These are the days, dope smoking daze Lovely weather, time to get together Getting drunk and smoking really sweet skunk Time flies, thought that we could never die
Enter the dreamland Joint in the hand and pass in on And then you’ll role another one Sometimes you get too high But we won’t leave you dried up or alone Just turn your brain into a stone
Hey buddy, can I borrow some money *These are the days, dope smoking daze Keep the silence, especially for my parents Girlfriends came, didn’t like us to go insane Long summer, feel I’m getting dumber
Emotions slip away Can’t find anything left to say ‘Cause I’m smoking that shit every day Getting lazy as hell Fucking up my school, I live a lie Smoking weed until I die
Why do I feel that I’m so alone? Why am I the only one carrying this stone? I feel that I’ve totally turned within myself I’m turning slowly into an apathetic little nervous freak- yeah! I need to regain my fullest control But my head keeps on spinning into this hole
Give me a shot I don’t care what
And when you’ve reached the core The effect just really starts to bore Or maybe I just need some more Climbing up the ladder It don’t matter what kind of dope you take You’re 20 years for fuck sake