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Smoked out, I'm choked out I'm feeling kinda dumb my eyes look like they're gonna bleed my face feels kinda numb I hope nobody spoils all this happiness I've found it might just **** up everything to have someone around listening to the radio just tryin' to let my mind flow I feel this sense of dread And I'm paralyzed 'til I realize it's all just in my head day-dreams in color as hours fly on past the only thing I don't like is that it don't really last but that's okay, I figured out exactly what to do I'll just pack another bowl about every hour or two
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May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 5:38 PM UTC
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Smoked out, I'm choked out I'm feeling kinda dumb my eyes look like they're gonna bleed my face feels kinda numb I hope nobody spoils all this happiness I've found it might just **** up everything to have someone around listening to the radio just tryin' to let my mind flow I feel this sense of dread And I'm paralyzed 'til I realize it's all just in my head day-dreams in color as hours fly on past the only thing I don't like is that it don't really last but that's okay, I figured out exactly what to do I'll just pack another bowl about every hour or two
colten-sorrells
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May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 5:38 PM UTC
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