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THC Kingdom
In these clouds,
Through all this smoke,
I see your face,
And the heart I stole.
Puffy white clouds,
Of make belief,
That I could be,
the perfect thief.
In a kingdom
Built for two,
Up in the sky,
I'm so high,
A place created by you,
And now I.
Your heart, not mine.
In the smoke, I'm fine.
And In these clouds I have found,
I can't will you around.
A kingdom, this place,
Haunted for days.
Up here, in a haze,
That's no longer a phase.
What good is a princess,
Who's prince ran away?
For I'd do anything,
Just to get you to stay.
Smoke at least half,
To hear your laugh,
Puff, Puff, Pass,
If only it would last.
No amount, is ever a waste,
As long as I get there,
I'll remember your taste.
Forget you, I wont.
Instead, I just float.
Gone, as gone,
As the smoke.
Through all this smoke,
I see your face,
And the heart I stole.
Puffy white clouds,
Of make belief,
That I could be,
the perfect thief.
In a kingdom
Built for two,
Up in the sky,
I'm so high,
A place created by you,
And now I.
Your heart, not mine.
In the smoke, I'm fine.
And In these clouds I have found,
I can't will you around.
A kingdom, this place,
Haunted for days.
Up here, in a haze,
That's no longer a phase.
What good is a princess,
Who's prince ran away?
For I'd do anything,
Just to get you to stay.
Smoke at least half,
To hear your laugh,
Puff, Puff, Pass,
If only it would last.
No amount, is ever a waste,
As long as I get there,
I'll remember your taste.
Forget you, I wont.
Instead, I just float.
Gone, as gone,
As the smoke.
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