Roll me up, like a one dollar bill,
Smoke me up baby; I’ll give you the thrill.
Taste my lips candy, they’ll make you alive,
Just close your eyes, and turn your fall to a dive.
Take a poke love; it’ll revitalize your skin,
Don’t forget, they love the Holocaust thin.
Forget the world Eve; they’ll love you when you’re dead,
Take my word darling, and stay here instead.
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 4:47 AM UTC
Roll me up, like a one dollar bill,
Smoke me up baby; I’ll give you the thrill.
Taste my lips candy, they’ll make you alive,
Just close your eyes, and turn your fall to a dive.
Take a poke love; it’ll revitalize your skin,
Don’t forget, they love the Holocaust thin.
Forget the world Eve; they’ll love you when you’re dead,
Take my word darling, and stay here instead.
2007 overdose
(c) Samantha Vaughn
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