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Smoke and mirrors

I’m just a stoner hitting high notes and your a coward in a cool coat We'll go swaying for a while to the toon of broken hearts Playing backseat twister in your car that never starts Take a sip find your grip tonight you can have it all Forget the lovers in our lives they can catch us when we fall Hold me tightly through the ride god your so ugly when you frown Close my eyes to chase the high only good till I cum down Don’t like the angry silence fuck your sweet prefer your violence Play the prince for me and I will be your queen Blaze one up make me beg it’s only good when it’s obscene I could tell you that I love you but we both know that that’s not true So lay it out and I’ll cut the lines with these shitty cards we drew
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Published
Jan 25, 2022
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#high#cheat#drugs#lust#loser#moment#truth#junkie#weed#hope
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