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back again
I'm at it again.
Spending time alone,
I cut off my friends,
Actually it was them that ended it,
I thought i could fool them,
But i just tricked myself,
Fell under a spell,
I was like, "Oh, well"
a priorities shifted and i drifted,
No longer do i question the places visit,
you can catch me nodding out at intersections,
I am washing out my complexion
I dabbled before now i got two feet in wanting just a little more
A substance that no one can swim in,
I Do two lines off my phone,
With No where to go,
No one to take me home.
Spending time alone,
I cut off my friends,
Actually it was them that ended it,
I thought i could fool them,
But i just tricked myself,
Fell under a spell,
I was like, "Oh, well"
a priorities shifted and i drifted,
No longer do i question the places visit,
you can catch me nodding out at intersections,
I am washing out my complexion
I dabbled before now i got two feet in wanting just a little more
A substance that no one can swim in,
I Do two lines off my phone,
With No where to go,
No one to take me home.
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