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A pack a day Smoked away I was provoked And ended up soaked Cloaked in smoke Rolling up all the dope Tryna compensate and cope I looked through the telescope And saw death written in my horoscope (C)
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
a pack a day
A pack a day Smoked away I was provoked And ended up soaked Cloaked in smoke Rolling up all the dope Tryna compensate and cope I looked through the telescope And saw death written in my horoscope (C)
Jack_Renae
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19/F/Denver
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
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