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Need drugs for my composure just can't seem to stay sober Need closure to stay sober oh what overexposure Dilated pupils and blood shot eyes the voices are mean she calls out and cries Bars of white powder, crisp and cut clean Coated with fentanyl just not for the eye to  see A band-aid with a bow tie or a fix with a twist I can't count the days sober Oh what overexposure (C)
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Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
Teenage wasteland
Need drugs for my composure just can't seem to stay sober Need closure to stay sober oh what overexposure Dilated pupils and blood shot eyes the voices are mean she calls out and cries Bars of white powder, crisp and cut clean Coated with fentanyl just not for the eye to  see A band-aid with a bow tie or a fix with a twist I can't count the days sober Oh what overexposure (C)
Jack_Renae
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19/F/Denver
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
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