Stoned Fruit

Ooh
Oh, I'm a stoned fruit for yet another day
And this is getting old
But I've been living in some aimless ways
Just doing, what I'm told
Drifting away, oh I'm contempt with doing nothing
Today
Ooh
Well I've been pull apart and put back together
And rolled up in a cone
I'm red, I'm ready to competent wether
So let's smoke
Drifting away, oh—no, no, no
I'm ok with doing nothing
Drifting away, oh—no, no, no
I'm contempt with doing nothing
Nothing, Today
A stoned fruit, I'm a stoned fruit, you're a stoned fruit
We're all stoned fruits today, yeah, yeah
A stoned fruit, I'm a stoned fruit, you're a stoned fruit
Every single day