Smashed and shattered,
I started being lonely.
A lone place or a crowd, It didn't much matter a lot.
Fagging away all the memories I began to smoke more and more.
My cig became more lovable to me.
All I wanted was some peace.
Day Came I was introduced to Marijuna, and thus my journey towards becoming an hippie started!!
Nights and days passed away smoking weeds.
In those highness of mind, In that smoke of a time.
Your face keep popping in it.
I thought it will help, I thought it will kill.
Day came when I passed a music shoppiee and I shiped a Guitar so sexy!!
Weed, smoke, guitar, music what else do I need??
what else do I need??
A broken heart and all this fancies.
Made me an hippie in your loving fantasies...
Made me an hippie in your loving fantasies...
