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It's been 20 hours since I last had a smoke
It's all i manage to keep that dragon out my throat.

Mary jane has made me lame
started off on another plane
a way to get past this pain
but I'm not the same and now i fear
it's empty space between my ears
like my brain has come to tears.  

Spent $6 on food this week
but if you check under my seat
you'll find everything from green to mescaline
It's obscene
I don't mind though
Drugs and hugs make me feel fine
Hop on board I'll see you at the end of the line