Weedy

Trying to do less
You have to be drunk to enjoy
But here on a grey couch
I really wish I were high

Just a little something
To ease the daily friction
To kill that lifelong fungus
Bring a bite of fruit to my dry lips

Shallow breaths to drawn out drawls
Excuse to do nothing at all
But breathe and be
Warmth fills these hollow lungs

Just a little something
To ease the daily friction
To kill that lifelong fungus
Bring a bite of fruit to my dry lips

On the back porch
Beneath colored Christmas lights
Quiet my mind
Embolden my heart

Let me be what I want to be
Cool and free

Just a little something
To ease the daily friction
To kill that lifelong fungus
Bring a bite of fruit to my dry



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Wilson
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