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Break it all up, small and dense, inhale and hold, and baby I'll cross that fence. Let me get a little high and I'll open up, I've always been told to scream my problems into a tea cup. I tell myself I won't be like you, but the way I feel when I'm gone feels true. Four hits and that's not enough, I don't know why everything is so tough. I love the way I can be so vibrant, when really I'm always on a tyrant. I want to feel the tension of smoke, that's the only way I don't choke. I can tell you how I feel, just let me get real. This isn't frustation, it's really just temptation.
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Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 9:54 PM UTC
Temptation
Break it all up, small and dense, inhale and hold, and baby I'll cross that fence. Let me get a little high and I'll open up, I've always been told to scream my problems into a tea cup. I tell myself I won't be like you, but the way I feel when I'm gone feels true. Four hits and that's not enough, I don't know why everything is so tough. I love the way I can be so vibrant, when really I'm always on a tyrant. I want to feel the tension of smoke, that's the only way I don't choke. I can tell you how I feel, just let me get real. This isn't frustation, it's really just temptation.
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Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 9:54 PM UTC
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