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Mar 2018
It's almost like the Pain is all that I can control
It's almost like I Hate all that is good for my soul
Its kinda like everything I love gets wrecked cuz I'm always ****** worried about my plug and his deck
What am I to ****** do?
What can I ****** say?
Its easier to smoke
Than have a **** day
Getting blasted all that matters is some jams and some dank
Keep droppin bank
Have I gone too far?
Who ****** cares?
Take a hit and hop in the car
Hit the lights
Pop the clutch
Throw it into reverse
Stop
Jams jams jams jams jams
Another hit turns to two
The sky is so blue
This song is so true
I'm on an island
Written by
Christian
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