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In the past, I did my fair share of twisting the glass pipe in between my ***** fingertips Countless bottles pressed to my cracked red lips White lines disappearing into rolled up hundred dollar bills I swallowed nameless pills But you know what, **** those thrills Nothing but cold sweats and body aches Headache kills Disease filled vices I thought I needed to help me get through the crisis
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC
Vices
In the past, I did my fair share of twisting the glass pipe in between my ***** fingertips Countless bottles pressed to my cracked red lips White lines disappearing into rolled up hundred dollar bills I swallowed nameless pills But you know what, **** those thrills Nothing but cold sweats and body aches Headache kills Disease filled vices I thought I needed to help me get through the crisis
the-kid
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Jan 20, 2021
Jan 20, 2021 at 11:52 AM UTC
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