Light One Up (feat. Taylor Scott Band & Eric Benny Bloom)
This song's about getting stoned
To the gills, to the bone
And trying to sun my shady disposition
When I first met you I could tell
For me it wouldn't end too well
And I should've listened to my intuition
So light one up, whatever the cost
Extra points for memory loss
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even he exists at all
I doubt He's real worked about what I'm doing
This song's about drinking wine
Anywhere, anytime
I'm always down to raise a glass or two
But it'll take two dozen more
To get me down onto the floor
Where I can momentarily forget you
So crack a bottle, grab a glass
Everybody's getting trashed
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even He exists at all
I doubt He's real worked about what I'm doing
This song's about smoking hash
I roll it up with my grass
Living here without you sure is tough
To get to where I can stand
And smoke myself up off this planet
Man, this really is some sure good stuff
So light one up, whatever the cost
Extra points for memory loss
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even she exists at all
I doubt she's real worked about what I'm doing
To the gills, to the bone
And trying to sun my shady disposition
When I first met you I could tell
For me it wouldn't end too well
And I should've listened to my intuition
So light one up, whatever the cost
Extra points for memory loss
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even he exists at all
I doubt He's real worked about what I'm doing
This song's about drinking wine
Anywhere, anytime
I'm always down to raise a glass or two
But it'll take two dozen more
To get me down onto the floor
Where I can momentarily forget you
So crack a bottle, grab a glass
Everybody's getting trashed
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even He exists at all
I doubt He's real worked about what I'm doing
This song's about smoking hash
I roll it up with my grass
Living here without you sure is tough
To get to where I can stand
And smoke myself up off this planet
Man, this really is some sure good stuff
So light one up, whatever the cost
Extra points for memory loss
As my poor heart is sinking into ruin
Only God can judge us all
And even she exists at all
I doubt she's real worked about what I'm doing
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Scott
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