if you got 'em, set 'em on fire

tonight, there's 420
reasons why i should've
stayed inside.
420 reasons for me
to stay out of trouble
(out of sight, out of
mind)
But i become so alive
when you go to bed
i think it's because i can
rest a little better.
so i gather up my 420
apprehensions and i
hit the streets,
hit the bottle,
hit the bong,
i hit until my knuckles bleed
and it all adds
up to another night without you
(whoever you are)
and i hit the hay