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Drugged and down By the air I breath Last time I breath was the one We call full of dreams High on Passion Something as stupid as passion Lies to all of us showing A small glimpse of how life was suppose to be When the true meaning arose We breath in the present air And we are drugged and down again.
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Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 8:43 AM UTC
Drugged
Drugged and down By the air I breath Last time I breath was the one We call full of dreams High on Passion Something as stupid as passion Lies to all of us showing A small glimpse of how life was suppose to be When the true meaning arose We breath in the present air And we are drugged and down again.
Life is just getting drugged and down (not high, if you get high you are having a good time) by the present air we breath (the moment we live when we realize the reality)
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Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 8:43 AM UTC
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