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Cocain Haze

i guess i'm lost in these drugs
i want to fly
that's no crime

i come from the city
so i know what sin is
but no one knows the shit i have been in.
why ask me why?
do you really want to see me cry?

i feel like i'm in a toxic drought
this cocain giving me doubt
it's sitting right in front of me
copying me, mocking me.

take a line of me please,
please your senses, i'll make your nose bleed.
i'll make you steal a car just to make way,
cuz i know how bad you want to race today.

I know! I know!
get away from me, i want you to just go!
but it drags me down again and i like the feeling
it makes my head spin, it's fucking reeling.

and then i feel someone touch my hand,
but i'm too high to stand.
they want me to go they say something's wrong.
i dont know what they're talking about, the tunnel is so long.

i'm struggling to stay awake,
but the blackness is at my wake.
the cocaine is finally ready to take.
and i will let it. i'm on my fucking death bed.
Written by moe
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