Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way
Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way
Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way
Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way

Was a child but a heart of lord
Was never invited
He who creates his luck

With 6 years knew love
But how soon was it over?
They say children have a passing mood
But this has made many
A true machine gun

Was ashamed to go public
Poor, so Immature, so pure
Hardly knew it was so good
If he would not have stayed alive
That's right, if you shot the river

With 12 met the drugs
I was more addicted to guns
Than in video game
His rap does not satisfy half
But it was only to send the soil
Who freed the cowards

I hardly knew the mine
Already defended his war
I was just mistaken
To think that he even knew her