

[Verse]
These things may come easier for you, my friend
But for me it's harder, your fingers on it
Your shadow melts in the sun and fades away
You fixed it, you pleased it
And a cold lump fills my throat, and one tear fills my eye
And I'm thinking to myself
[Chorus]
"If I do, will it be okay?
It never will, who will I fool?"
And my friend says to me, "Why are you sad?
I like you better when you're stoned"
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Chorus]
If I do, will it be okay?
It will
And my friend says to me, "Why are you sad?
I like you better when you're stoned"
[Outro]
When you're stoned
Kilde: Genius
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