Way It Goes

You've got me seeing red

Won't let it get to my head

You've got me seeing red

I'm feeling tense

Give me what I need

The soft sting of the smoke

The strong hit of the weed

A quiet type, I'm afraid of the hype

Won't let it get to my head

You've got me seeing red

You've got me seeing red

You've got me seeing red

You've got me seeing red

Won't let it get to my head

You've got me seeing red

You've got me seeing red

You've got me seeing red

Won't let it get to my head

I get so high

I get so low

Way it goes

It's no surprise, I know it shows

That's just the way it goes

I've got the itch, It's time to roll

When life's a bitch, Light up another bowl

Scatter the ashes

Find that inner peace

Inhale that calming breeze

Self-medicated; Mind elevated

Pocket full of pre-rolls; premeditated

All I need is to take a bit of the edge off

My mind's running; Deliver me, let me cool off

I get so high

I get so low

Way it goes

It's no surprise, I know it shows

I get so high

I get so low

Oh, I'm not proud

That's just the way it goes

Way it goes

That's just the way it goes

Through the ups and downs

I nearly fucking drowned

That's just the way it goes

I get so high

I get so low

Way it goes

It's no surprise, I know it shows

I get so high

I get so low

Way it goes

It's no surprise, I know it shows

That's just the way it goes

You've got me seeing red