Fell it burn, feel it slide.
Let it wrap around in side.
Feel it tickle, let it scratch.
Escape the feeling you don't want back.
Let it sit, Feel it settle.
Takes anger out of heavy metal.
Feel real chill and mellow out.
The sweetest thing you ever smelt.
There's a smile. Ain't it great?
Life's alright when you're this baked.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem