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now the cigarettes don't taste good
Contributed by
thedarkestsheep
on
Tuesday, 5th January 2010 @ 02:34:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Now the cigarettes don’t taste good
I don’t know what can ***** raise my mood
A beer maybe could
A kiss maybe would
Why is everybody so ***** up
Trying to bring me back to the cup
So far from the top
So quick that I drop
Stomach ache and red eyes
My escorts, they don’t know lies
I’ll get some fries
I’ll choke some flies
Blasting inside hope nobody sees it
Imploding sometimes n’ just trying to freeze it
Feeling so sleazy
No chance to please it
Copyright ©
thedarkestsheep
... [
2010-01-05 02:34:51] (Date/Time posted on
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