Packed right down in the bowl
You wasted time, my life was whole
I gave it all but in the end
You ran away around the bend
To one who made it look better
Swooned by a players love letter
Such an act would make it easy
I never dug girls who were sleazy
I'm done with your ungrateful soul
Thats why i sit and pack this bowl
I hold my lighter firm and lit
Stick that in your pipe and smoke it
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