Dabble baby,
I'm your supply,
You'll never know a guy who will get you
Quite this high.
Smoke Me,
Drink me,
Snort me too.
Slip me onto your tongue,
Under the sun,
You'll trip, it's true.
The longer you use me
The more you'll see
No one's abused the supply
Quite like me
I'm dead and cold and dark and blue
I've sold my soul for a fix you know it's true
So now nothing makes me happier
Then poisoning your mind,
Don't stay in my life too long baby
I'm just a fix, you'll find
For all the broken things inside you
You know you'll never fix
I'm just the duck tape
To stop you loosing your mind
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
Dabble baby,
I'm your supply,
You'll never know a guy who will get you
Quite this high.
Smoke Me,
Drink me,
Snort me too.
Slip me onto your tongue,
Under the sun,
You'll trip, it's true.
The longer you use me
The more you'll see
No one's abused the supply
Quite like me
I'm dead and cold and dark and blue
I've sold my soul for a fix you know it's true
So now nothing makes me happier
Then poisoning your mind,
Don't stay in my life too long baby
I'm just a fix, you'll find
For all the broken things inside you
You know you'll never fix
I'm just the duck tape
To stop you loosing your mind
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