Doper's

When I was 23, my best friend beat me for a bag of weed
Forty dollar fucking bag of weed
Never seen that look in his eye before
Something told me to abort
He died on the floor, what we all endured
When I was 25, I couldn't believe my fucking eyes
All I know is things didn't make much sense
There were people coming up to me
Telling me what I need to believe
I tell them I don't need two cents
So fuck you, the pusher man
I don't need your shit on my head
Don't need your crack or heroin
Cause you're nothing but a big disgrace
Why don't you clean your fucking slate
Instead of always starting the war
Now dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers, dopers
Always die too soon
Dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers
Always die too soon
Well your burden came at no surprise
Why don't you look to clearer eyes
Funny how, you think that you're so cool
Your life is like an open book
You need to take another look
Words you say, pile up faster than shit
So fuck you, the pusher man
I don't need your shit on my head
Don't need your crack or heroin
Cause you're nothing but a big disgrace
Why don't you clean your fucking slate
Instead of always starting the war
Now dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers, dopers
Always die too soon
Dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers
Always die too soon
When I was twenty-three
My best friend beat me for a bag of weed
Forty dollar fucking bag of weed
Something told me to abort
He died on the floor, what we all endured
So fuck you, the pusher man
I don't need your shit on my head
Don't need your crack or heroin
Cause you're nothing but a big disgrace
Why don't you clean your fucking slate
Instead of always starting the war
Now dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers, dopers
Always die too soon
Dopers, dopers
We're all gonna die eventually
But dopers
Always die too soon
When I was twenty-three
We're gonna die eventually
Twenty-five, my best friend died
They always die to soon
Well, dopers