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pHARMa

Is there a doctor, we all look a lil ill
And if there is no cure, there sure is a pill
and if they don't work, take my hand my dear
we'll fly and huff clouds, till the ground disappears

and if there's a moment, you can't afford life
we can all regress, sit on the moon snort lines
ohh how the stars dance, soon they will fall
why trip about it, when we can trip at all

Written by InHale, me 😘
Written by IanakaOlTexas
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