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Poor me...

Poor me...
Nah pour p-pour me
Go ahead and take a sip
I'll watch you owe D
My head is making clouds
I ground, and up more trees
I am LSD
I am heavenly
Come and see you through my eyes
Surprise, nothing for free
I am that random tablet
The one you found in traffic
   Go ahead and pop it down
Fuck it, let's see what happens
Find passion in your passage
Extract me and then dab it
I promise it won't hurt
If you can see me, know we damaged
Began this as a man
Now damn, I am a habit
Pure, strong like a brick
Crush half and take a sniff
Praise me for the nod off
God Xan this shit's a trip
Bet that you won't miss
The world of normies
Yeah, Whoa is me
Now pour p-pour me...
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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