Thank you for shooting it up
Thank you for the dose of the toxin
It's in my head
It's the oxygen
It's the thing that I look for at the end
Of the day
I don't even need to talk to you
Friend
Just stand by the bend
And even bend
over if you have to you
Because I see what you do in the lens
Give her another chance
Give her the chance to do what she needs
Let's get granted
To the things that we accept
To the things that we can't change
I know the difference
But what about this physical
It appears that it's all set up to go
So
Why even reach
I should be
Honest with my life
I should get lost in the air
be clean
and hope that one day I can work for those things.
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