Forget the World

I'm looking for that acid fame Rainy days are for the sorrowful and window panes Styrofoam Cup Make it Sway Five fingers death make the pain go away Sipping purple rain Bruises on your brain color of lean well isn't that ironic Chronic smoking pot a lot of it Natural sedative Doctors turn into dealers is that what it really is? (Sam Boice verse) Chilling in the hot sun Couple brews by the pool relaxing Turn the music up some Sorry Ms. Jackson Come and have a few and do what you do We ain't mean to be rude we just a couple young youths Doing what we supposed to do I've been working everyday I ain't on a break I'm just chilling in the shade In between takes trying to make my music great I only need a couple plays when the feelings in the brain It's the vibe from the waves And the sun is the day There's no life without play So let the sorrows for the dead and just bury them away Cause today is your day Your world to partake What a beautiful way