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Spun
I know right now I may look wacked out and ugly,
But one day soon beautiful again I will be,
Not such a sore eye for you all to have to see,
My face all broke out, looking like a drug feen,
When not that long ago, I could have passed for a beauty queen,
I can not give a reason as to why or how,
My pale white skin all sunken in,
you all sadly shake your heads and say, "what she could of been,"
Well, maybe if any of you had to walk a day in my shoes,
You to would do as I do,
I know that I am far from perfect, and that I produce many of flaws,
Is that so bad, is it against the fucking law,
I believe that everyone on this earth has an addiction,
But, what does it matter what I think, this is only my own prediction,
Rolling that glass dick back and forth, producing large clouds of white smoke,
Getting all spun out self medicating myself seems to be my only antidote!
But one day soon beautiful again I will be,
Not such a sore eye for you all to have to see,
My face all broke out, looking like a drug feen,
When not that long ago, I could have passed for a beauty queen,
I can not give a reason as to why or how,
My pale white skin all sunken in,
you all sadly shake your heads and say, "what she could of been,"
Well, maybe if any of you had to walk a day in my shoes,
You to would do as I do,
I know that I am far from perfect, and that I produce many of flaws,
Is that so bad, is it against the fucking law,
I believe that everyone on this earth has an addiction,
But, what does it matter what I think, this is only my own prediction,
Rolling that glass dick back and forth, producing large clouds of white smoke,
Getting all spun out self medicating myself seems to be my only antidote!
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