Swore to myself I wouldn't ride fucked up Go for a ride last night Thought I was sober Until about halfway down this stretch of sketchy pitch black back road It was beautiful saw a shooting star It was so cold Just on that road Barely passed any cars It was so Dark Quiet Thick woods Winding Going over creeks Deep ditches But then it hit me Oh fuck I'm high The anxiety creeps in The dizziness The feeling of just letting go and falling off Wobbly Almost ruined the ride I had to turn around and go home I thought I was fine I guess I got hit with a second wave (Weed)