im looking out throught my window
and I see a cruel world
im looking out from my door
and I see sorrow and cold
people like trees that being eaten by worms
they have no happiness they have no hope

but the kids dont want the depression
the kids dont want to be sad
the kids want a fast way to be glad
their spirit is so fragile and weak
so what can be better then using the weed


so they're doing the chemi
they're smokig the weed
they're loyal to their master
to the dope they are slaves
why people need druds to be happy
why people are allways stress and angry
why people are allways so sad
why people are so shallow and fake