Me

Me
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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Life's a journey, a winding, dusty road,
And I've found my path, shedding every heavy load.
I like smoking weed, beneath Georgia skies so wide,
A pothead here in the South, with nothing left to hide.
(Chorus)
For twenty-five years I've been puffing away, ain't no stopping me,
You can accept me for who I am, and the fact that I smoke weed,
Or you can hit the road, 'cause you're someone I don't need.
(Verse 2)
I don't need nobody trying to change my ways,
Had enough pain, hurt, and heartbreak through all my days.
Weed's my vice, it helps me calm the beast inside,
Helps with my pain, depression, and anger, that I try to hide.
(Verse 3)
When the world feels too heavy, and the pressure starts to mount,
A peaceful ritual, that's what it's all about.
It settles my spirit, chases shadows from my mind,
A silent understanding, a relief I always find.
Some may never grasp it, this solace in the haze,
But it guides me through the tangled, winding mazes of my days.
It’s an anchor in the storm, a comfort I hold tight,
Helping me navigate the darkness, and find my own light.
(Chorus)
For twenty-five years I've been puffing away, ain't no stopping me,
You can accept me for who I am, and the fact that I smoke weed,
Or you can hit the road, 'cause you're someone I don't need.
(Verse 4)
Honestly, these years of smoke, they've been a blur, you see,
Lost in this messy existence, a shadow of the old me.
Since Laura slipped away, my world fell apart,
And with her absence, my friends all played their part.
Now I'm so alone, with a sadness deep and wide,
A constant, aching emptiness, with nowhere to hide.
I'm weary of the quiet, the echoes of the past,
Tired of this burden, a love that couldn't last.
(Bridge)
My heart longs for connection, a genuine embrace,
Someone to truly see me, in this solitary space.
A gentle spirit, a listening ear, a soul that understands,
To walk beside me, holding firmly to my hands.
But if that comfort lingers, a whisper in the breeze,
I'll still keep moving forward, putting my soul at ease.
For strength resides within me, a spirit forged in fire,
Rising from the ashes, reaching ever higher.
(Outro)
'Cause I am strong, yes, stronger than I might appear,
I can face anything, conquer every fear.
Even in the deepest gloom, a resilient flame still burns,
I am James Pullen, always pushing, as the world still turns.
Living life my own way, in the fight of the dying of the light.