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