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So high I can't feel my face I'm so high I'm turning blue But don't worry baby, this will all pass and I'll be miserable once again When did drugs become my best friend? You say you see me but you don't You say you feel me but your touch is not near Future me says this is a bad idea, but present me says this is the sweetest taste I've ever felt So come to me ecstacy, acid, *** shrooms Be my guide until I find my way and make me feel when I feel nothing at all
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
Drugs
So high I can't feel my face I'm so high I'm turning blue But don't worry baby, this will all pass and I'll be miserable once again When did drugs become my best friend? You say you see me but you don't You say you feel me but your touch is not near Future me says this is a bad idea, but present me says this is the sweetest taste I've ever felt So come to me ecstacy, acid, *** shrooms Be my guide until I find my way and make me feel when I feel nothing at all
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
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