Smokerlude - T.Y & J.Glenn

Whenever She appears her face is buried Our prayers were answered when we wished to Seymour

I know there's nothing you could have done I'm sorry, but this is the way it has to be My hands are tied You need to stop, but I'm afraid this is ceaseless Could you at least Pick up the pieces Don't super glue the rush shut But make sure the shaft comes out flush Use duct tape to take the sharp shapes and make them smooth enough for strong puffs I know there's nothing you could do Nothing to pull your smoke into To blow it in my face And fake some worth in you I broke the bong popping off like Hasselhoff And I think I should go bruhah, and save I need to smoke some shit before I fucking lose it The price is right to buy a new strong bong Long live my fucking bong Long live my new bong Ah I seriously don't have shit now what the fuck It's over and over again It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this It's over, it's over again How could I ever forgive this This is over and over again How can I forget this It's over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again How can I forget this This is over and over again It certainly is What's done has done Now I'll make my own mistake And have fun while I kill someone For the death of an old bowl's sake For the death of an old friend's sake