Red cherry off in the distance,
You cannot deny its existance.
I take part in the resistance.
I'm simply a bud off the tree;
Leaves two plus three;
Hell im not xyclon-b,
But still illegal, by decree.
Addicted to this euphoria
Panoramic phantasmagoria
Comic book resemblance
Vision enhanced trance
Time to find this tangerine sky
Time to grab my bong
Got this cotton mouth dry
Got nowhere to belong
My brains already fried
The tears already cried
Can't stop, already lied.
Now just puff puff pass
One more toke of this grass,
This feeling is now surpassed.
You say just one more,
But its never your last.
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