Doors That Lock behind You

Doors That Lock Behind You

Just a toke a puff I said, only at nights just before bed,
That was when it opened doors a social tool nothing more.
Conversations of space and time 11 dimensions while listening to grime
Match of the day on t.v just mates with mates the way it should be.

Pass me the shotty, the bong, the joint - inhibitions relaxed relaxings the point
Wheres the harm cus it just aint there- no worse than a pint yeah that sounds fair.

But what was a simple joy at night I now describe as morning delight,
Wake and bake cant think why not no work today? thats not the plot
Its all just a waste of time lets get blazed round yours or mine.
Call in sick thats strike one, least three left the storys begun.
New job now that one wasnt me the offical minder of my t.v.
And I dont care who sees me wrecked I still look fine last time I checked
No one here can even tell; I'm good at this no cracks in my shell.

Get off my case no time to talk, Mum keep going on and I will walk.
You just dont know what its like why should I defend my right?
It makes me think it lets me wonder, to find the point and what lies under.
In your day it werent like this all you had was to get pissed.

I belong to a new generation we know all about herbal elevation.
Avin the time of my life, boxed and shelved I keep my strife.
Two a days a tenner away, no job but all this time to play
Use to want but now Im needing can I borrow a fiver come on im bleeding
Thats my fix the 1 my mend im only asking for a lend.
You wouldnt go a day without eating Im the same with my cannabis meeting.

Getting stoned wont get me paid but getting it to others, the road is paved.
Benz's and henrys ive got bags this time next year i'll be driving jags
See I get this game its misunderstood everyone smokes green not just street hood,
"im always there wont make you wait dont worry about it im up til late".
Moving z's linking bars blazing all day im gonna go far.

Thinking out loud to 7year peers it all becomes not so clear.
That constant chase, that pain in your head panic attacks that leave you for dead
No london eye, no new clothes, my addictions where it all goes.
Funny thing is we all feel the same... we're not who we want to be and its the cannabis to blame