Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way Purple hazy melancholic drifting slowly on this way Was a child but a heart of lord Was never invited He who creates his luck With 6 years knew love But how soon was it over? They say children have a passing mood But this has made many A true machine gun Was ashamed to go public Poor, so immature, so pure Hardly knew it was so good If he would not have stayed alive That's right, if you shot the river With 12 met the drugs I was more addicted to guns Than in video game His rap does not satisfy half But it was only to send the soil Who freed the cowards I hardly knew the mine Already defended his war I was just mistaken To think that he even knew her