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Mar 2021
I can still feel your essence from
above and behind
Tears drip into this coffee of mine
Limbs are tied with wires alive
Electric bee stings of fire and ice
King of the rodeo rides rough and disguised
Cigarettes, caffeine, pills, cheap thrills
Same me but flipside
Nursing this fire that’s straining to climb
Blowing till im blue, stayin’ alive
Sphinxes are rolling their disco ball eyes in the sky
And then I spy dragons and skulls with lazer minds behind
Written by
Tyler Jones
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