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Sep 2015
All my friends are talking about drugs
saying, "feels like heaven
come feel like us"

All my friends are out drinking us dry
staying up until 7
still on a buzz

I want to taste the honey
spend my money
I feel like it's real
but I can't be sure

Well my nose is runny
ain't it funny
now I'm here
no idea what I'm looking for

They're all losing their minds
behind closed doors
there's plenty to hide

it never ends
and they never know why
they still wake up unsatisfied
we wake up
unsatisfied

but it feels like heaven

come feel like us.
JS
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JS  Oak Hill(Nashville), TN
(Oak Hill(Nashville), TN)   
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