Frederick Smith Poet Lyric

2to Get High

i search for a passion
lie's with in 

for money 
i'm scratching
irrated skin

selling all my belongings
and working for fun

to get high
i stole 
be jailed 
by the law 
to get high
loss all respect for 
my self and others

to get high 
i breathe in and out 
til the pain 
went in and out
to get high
call all my buddys see
who got half on this bag
 to get high i look 
for god after all the 
roads i tried.

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