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May 2021
Devil on my back, sick
Have a heart attack, drip
Handle on the strap, flip
Know that this won’t last, it’s
Updating the patch, it’s
Never gonna be like that
So don’t go acting tragic
You got what you could grab
Supped up your stash
Put it in the past
Castles made of glass
Candy coated counterfeit
If I’m the horse I’ll bite my bit
Waiting here I tap my frozen fingertips
Silver screen bleeds
A nicotine sheen leaves us kisses on our hips
Get a grip
Jeans are stained
Pearly gates  
Marble games
Pushing pain
Sifting sand
Digging up graves
Your cold kiss
Is my true bliss
And I’ve got no one to blame
Patterns around
Pick a pretty petal now
Written in the clouds
Wow I can hear you now
Saying “let it out, loud and proud”
“Don’t look down now boy, it’s all around”
Written by
Tyler Jones
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