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*Every time I light that bowl The smoke fills each and every hole I no longer feel the aches and pains Large black clouds slowly stop their rain I can now focus on me and you Even your warm kisses and embraces too I can imagine your face Your lips, your eyes, your taste I have moments to stop and think I don't even have to blink My mind slowly escapes to bliss While my body sinks into the abyss I write lyric after lyric on the wall Forgetting my quicken fall Ghosts of the pain and pleasure visit me on my descent Believing the hands of the clock could be bent Inhaling and exhaling is just the game Everyone does it for the fame The glory of being in the light Just to be the one standing there fighting that fight Maybe just once this will be the time I need one more hit and I'll be fine*
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Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
Smoke
*Every time I light that bowl The smoke fills each and every hole I no longer feel the aches and pains Large black clouds slowly stop their rain I can now focus on me and you Even your warm kisses and embraces too I can imagine your face Your lips, your eyes, your taste I have moments to stop and think I don't even have to blink My mind slowly escapes to bliss While my body sinks into the abyss I write lyric after lyric on the wall Forgetting my quicken fall Ghosts of the pain and pleasure visit me on my descent Believing the hands of the clock could be bent Inhaling and exhaling is just the game Everyone does it for the fame The glory of being in the light Just to be the one standing there fighting that fight Maybe just once this will be the time I need one more hit and I'll be fine*
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destinee-buckner
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
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