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Correct The Fiends That Come To Steal The Weed Of The Deceased Lyrics
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Correct The Fiends That Come To Steal The Weed Of The Deceased
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On a cold slab growing cold in my morgue Two stoners dead from asphyxiation An experiment in smoking marijuana gone wrong Led them to choke on the smoke I'm sure they thought they could handle it A 40 ft bong packed with an ounce Their heads blew off In my profession I've seen a lot of things But nothing quite like this But nothing like this….. Searching through their pockets I hit the jackpot I pull out a small bag of herb I stare at all the crystal covered buds A maddening craving begins to take over I must taste for myself The lethal cheeba that brought these young stoners demise I roll a small joint The moment the smoke enters my lungs I lose all sense of reality Have I now gone crazy? Strange colors and shapes unlike anything I have ever seen Make me fall to the floor in a quivering heap Thoughts and sensations so strange I fear I have gone insane Am I dead Am I alive? Panic overtakes me I want this torture to end I grab a nearby scalpel and ram it into my neck My white lab coat is quickly turning to red My sweet release is coming soon when I am dead When I am dead….. When I am dead……
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