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My artistic tendencies have been asleep Wake me up Confetti coming when the cake is cut Make sure to rake it up Taking puffs to feel the same only made my visions change Still mixing liquor, rain and other liquids To **** the pain Plain paper bag with the key to life inside it Problem being I only conceptualize it when Im high Trip and fall and lose altitude The earth is coming fast I'm bout to hit rock bottom still praying my high will last
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
The Ever Elusive Big Buzz
My artistic tendencies have been asleep Wake me up Confetti coming when the cake is cut Make sure to rake it up Taking puffs to feel the same only made my visions change Still mixing liquor, rain and other liquids To **** the pain Plain paper bag with the key to life inside it Problem being I only conceptualize it when Im high Trip and fall and lose altitude The earth is coming fast I'm bout to hit rock bottom still praying my high will last
LunarLena
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
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