Standing by her wedding dress
In the pond of fear and stress
She ran to the nearest joint
Smoked away her melting point
Images of honor are fake!
In your tears honor is hate
Follow the honest sound you hear
Those sounds don’t have fears of here
Decide the fate of tomorrow, if not,
Guilt your conscience till you borrow
The sight of light given in cash,
You only smoke the burning stash
I wonder if it were real,
I would be an addict without fear,
Make the right path if it’s surreal,
Live for honor, its is only real
Only right wins 