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Beautiful and brown
I felt really good yesterday
I couldn't believe it.
I had a smile on my face
a song in my heart
and I whistled all day long.
It was all fake.
Trying to make noise to
get that lovely image out
of my head.
The one that lays on the table
that makes me roll up a bill
or a piece of paper b/c I have
no bills to speak of. I used those
on that beautiful brown substance.
My nose is wet...
my throat is scratchy
and all I can taste is
sweet ecstasy draining
down my throat.
That urge that it gives
me to do something.
Nothing like a good cigarette
after a straight line of dope.
I dream of this today.
Can't hardly get out of bed...
I'm scared of tomorrow.
Tomorrow is temptation day.
How I want it...sooooo bad.
I can have it with a snap of my
fingers. No money even.
Not doin' a trick.
Just a smile and a promise.
I'm just good like that...
and it helps I've been around
for a minute.
Pathetic, aren't I?
So, tonight I'll dream some
more. Cravings will wake me.
Wet with sweat and aching
stomach.
I dont know if I can do it.
That urge..that settle in my
stomach...
Lovely H...my best friend.
My worst enemy.
I couldn't believe it.
I had a smile on my face
a song in my heart
and I whistled all day long.
It was all fake.
Trying to make noise to
get that lovely image out
of my head.
The one that lays on the table
that makes me roll up a bill
or a piece of paper b/c I have
no bills to speak of. I used those
on that beautiful brown substance.
My nose is wet...
my throat is scratchy
and all I can taste is
sweet ecstasy draining
down my throat.
That urge that it gives
me to do something.
Nothing like a good cigarette
after a straight line of dope.
I dream of this today.
Can't hardly get out of bed...
I'm scared of tomorrow.
Tomorrow is temptation day.
How I want it...sooooo bad.
I can have it with a snap of my
fingers. No money even.
Not doin' a trick.
Just a smile and a promise.
I'm just good like that...
and it helps I've been around
for a minute.
Pathetic, aren't I?
So, tonight I'll dream some
more. Cravings will wake me.
Wet with sweat and aching
stomach.
I dont know if I can do it.
That urge..that settle in my
stomach...
Lovely H...my best friend.
My worst enemy.
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