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Drink me Inhale me Taste me Use me Yelled the fine things Through my drunken haze I brushed off reality Like a bitter taste of wine Funny looks Concerned gazes Puzzled stares Hidden critics I give you the finger My eyes blinking blearily I count the time As it continues to run Before Today, After Tomorrow The fun is never ending Thank you, brain Goodbye, conscience For I love being high With no regrets to forget the pain
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
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Drink me Inhale me Taste me Use me Yelled the fine things Through my drunken haze I brushed off reality Like a bitter taste of wine Funny looks Concerned gazes Puzzled stares Hidden critics I give you the finger My eyes blinking blearily I count the time As it continues to run Before Today, After Tomorrow The fun is never ending Thank you, brain Goodbye, conscience For I love being high With no regrets to forget the pain
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
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