| Straightlaced dork he is stranded in nowhere
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| Wondering where the fuck his life has led him to
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| Always following the rules set forth to him
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| Now hes lost walking to school again
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| They are waiting for him in an alleyway
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| Now they ambush him for hes an easy prey
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| Dragged into the dark- tied to a chair
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| Pissed his pants so fucking scared
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| No escape- he is bound too tight
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| So horrified- sees them there
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| Packing weed into a tube hes never seen
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| Asks himself what have they planned for me?
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| Squirming with panic they force the tube on his mouth
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| Hold him in place- light the stem
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| Smoke starts to billow it is rising so fast
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| His breath- he can hold no longer he inhales
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| Coughing he can’t stop coughing
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| His lungs have never felt this before
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| Bloodshot his eyes are red now
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| The THC now starts to take its hold
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| «why have, Why have you done this?»
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| «I have never even drank a beer!»
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| «hunger stricken with hunger i could crush a bag of doritos»
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| Force fed shitty grass
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| Losing consciousness passes out in the chair
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| Comes to- his assailants no longer there
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| No memory of what has happened
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| Just an urge to smoke weed
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| Force fed shitty grass
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| Now his life has completely changed
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| Dropped out and spends his time on video games |