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Running to fast

Smoke a lot of **** eat a lot of dope

Always a need but not a lot of hope

Mountains to climb oceans to swim

Not a lot of time my futures looking dim

Moving as fast as I can when will enough be enough

Moving more than your best man but its getting kinda rough

When did I last do a line when did I last see a bed

I'll be just fine after I lay and rest my head

Running to fast when I really need to sleep

Know I can't last this is getting really deep

Lost as I am can I be saved

Do I even give a **** that its made me its slave

I'm turning to stone not the way I should be

Can't do it on my own can't nobody save me

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h-m-jeffrey
American
Published
May 28, 2013
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