| Riding through the mist with a blunt in my hand
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| Feeling way better than I ever been
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| I want to switch lanes for better path
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| Now I see clearly what I am
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| Riding through the mist with a blunt in my hand
|
| Feeling way better than I ever been
|
| I want to switch lanes for better path
|
| Now I see clearly what I am
|
| I was going through the emotions
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| And I didn’t see no change at all
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| Then I saw death approaching
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| Me but I said I won’t fall
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| Today, no, it is not my day
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| Today, no, it is not my day
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| I won’t go today
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| I won’t go today
|
| Riding through the mist with a blunt in my hand
|
| Feeling way better than I ever been
|
| I want to switch lanes for better path
|
| Now I see clearly what I am
|
| Riding through the mist with a blunt in my hand
|
| Feeling way better than I ever been
|
| I want to switch lanes for better path
|
| Now I see clearly what I am
|
| I was going through the emotions
|
| And I didn’t see no change at all
|
| Then I saw death approaching
|
| Me but I said I won’t fall
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| I won’t go today
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| Today, no, it is not my day
|
| I won’t go today |