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May 2014
You're the big spoon
And I'm the codeine
Intoxicated, in a haze
I don't get your gaze
I'm too high off of you
Too used to being numb
I actually think I am right for you
So dumb
You know what they say about ignorance
It's bliss
I'm addicted to the idea of you
That I'll miss
Because I'll never earn you
Emotionally, spiritually
Least of all physically
I'm too busy getting high
Aiming for the moon
Melting down like the stars
Addicted to hope
I still think I'm free
What's love without a little pain
Papa Ghost
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Papa Ghost
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