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the meth diaries~the excuse
slip inside
& get lost here
the devil has me by the throat
it's name crystal meth
i'm trembling on the inside
Christmas is coming
& I have to be clean
afraid of the come down
what if I can't
will I go around my family high?
my mom is a nurse she will know
if my eyes are dilated
looking like two full moons
I reason within myself
that it was first used
as a depression cure
i'm depressed
so what the hell?
i'm not sure where i'm going
my future is unsure
I hope I don't self destruct
slip sliding on the ice
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