Light the match burn the flower
                           Leave behind all the wrong
                           Why be sad when happiness can be bought for a little more than free
                           Modern day prohibition
                           Are we men, or are we children
                           At what age can I choose how to live
                           
                           The only real drug problem is scoring real good drugs
                           Haven’t we learned our lesson
                           The corner store sells finer scotch
                           But who’s got uncut powder
                           We just want what is ours dignity
                           
                           If god created plants and buds that I find and abuse
                           Then who the fuck are you to judge me?~

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Light the match burn the flower
                           Leave behind all the wrong
                           Why be sad when happiness can be bought for a little more than free
                           Modern day prohibition
                           Are we men, or are we children
                           At what age can I choose how to live
                           
                           The only real drug problem is scoring real good drugs
                           Haven’t we learned our lesson
                           The corner store sells finer scotch
                           But who’s got uncut powder
                           We just want what is ours dignity
                           
                           If god created plants and buds that I find and abuse
                           Then who the fuck are you to judge me?
 
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