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I tried a brand new kind of sin. Cut, cast and over dressed I've settled down and taken in. Burn books to keep the fire on. Tongue-tied and underwhelmed I stay warm 'til the dark is gone. So bring a drug dosed for a doze. Dream dried up and i'm out with another trip shot up my nose. But I guess you live and learn to die. Steps stopped so you can see it's the closest we'll ever get to high.
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 12:56 PM UTC
Dose for a Doze
I tried a brand new kind of sin. Cut, cast and over dressed I've settled down and taken in. Burn books to keep the fire on. Tongue-tied and underwhelmed I stay warm 'til the dark is gone. So bring a drug dosed for a doze. Dream dried up and i'm out with another trip shot up my nose. But I guess you live and learn to die. Steps stopped so you can see it's the closest we'll ever get to high.
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 12:56 PM UTC
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