Selective Hearing

The summertime sadness come invading me again,
I'll stretch out my arms and say welcome old friend but not this time,
I've made amends, I dont gotta play pretend,
ill look you in the face when you say im a disgrace and I'll just about face and walk away slowly,
contraband in my hand the thc flowing,
to get away from you I'll elevate my mind to a higher place,
theres no time for you here in this sacred space.