Miley, Miley, come swing the thing right by me. Got a joint if you wanna get stoned, got choppers if they wanna try me.
And if I may just take your breath away. I don’t mind if there’s not much to say.
Sometimes the silence guides our minds.
So move to a place so far away…
🎶Tabs with unlimited 0’s
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
Retching on the floor alone
I can’t believe that we’re talking about him 🎶