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Yeah, I get lifted Yeah, yeah, so get lifted... yup! Haha... I am sittin’ on the clouds, I got smoke comin’ from my seat I can play basketball with the moon, I got the whole world at my feet Playin’ touch football, on marijuana street Or, in a marijuana field, you are so beneath my cleets Get high, so high, that I... feel... like... lying Down in a cigar, roll me up and smoke me ’cause... (I feel like dying) Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying (I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...) Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis the Thirteenth Jumpin’ off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine I’m at the top of the top, but... still I climb And if I should ever fall, the ground would then turn to wine Pop, pop, I feel like flying, then I feel like frying, then... (I feel like dying) Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying (I feel like, I feel like, I feel like...) I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars I am a prisoner, locked up behind Xanax bars I have just boarded a plane, without a pilot And violets are blue, roses are red Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead Wish I can give you this feeling... I feel like buying And if my dealer don’t have no more, then... (I feel like dying) Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying... I feel like dying