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Feb 2019
w/e
Your existence is a thorn in my thigh
Because all I want is to smoke and get high

Unraveled, its folded again
Broken is the place in the hearts of men

Shedding my skin times a tenfold
Filling the cracks with liquid gold

Everywhere we are, nobody goes
The scent of desperation flows through my nose
Because I don't even care about ******* some hoes
And people act like life is just a bunch of shows
And **** im tired because everyone rows
Pulling my weight but nobody knows
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btp
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