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I said I'd stop and I'd stay clean But we all know that talk is cheap I wanted to turn away from this mess Wanted to recover from the nights I didn't sleep. It was easy to quit under the glare of morning light, But I can't shake the urge to give it a little kiss goodbye. And it's a stabbing pain, to take the truth, That my downfall is in the moments when my fingers touch the sky. I'll try to fix myself once more Try to push away and kick it all. To see that what goes up must surely come down And that getting high will eventually lead me to a fall.
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Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
Staying Clean
I said I'd stop and I'd stay clean But we all know that talk is cheap I wanted to turn away from this mess Wanted to recover from the nights I didn't sleep. It was easy to quit under the glare of morning light, But I can't shake the urge to give it a little kiss goodbye. And it's a stabbing pain, to take the truth, That my downfall is in the moments when my fingers touch the sky. I'll try to fix myself once more Try to push away and kick it all. To see that what goes up must surely come down And that getting high will eventually lead me to a fall.
Wrote this in a bathroom stall
ryan-cenzon
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Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
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