High

Fogged out at a party, caught up in the hazeSitting in my lonesome, I been ready to blazeRolled my insecurities up in this one & took a puff of the problems I couldn't face You see, the liquor burns away the taste of failure on my tongue Trapped in this burden of a body, the drugs allow me to mentally run Escape through ecstasy Lethargic from the leanForget I'm a human being I'm on top of cloud nine with no means of counting down Until the fade is gone and I'm back to being down Loud defeats the frown, I wear daily Allowing me temporarily to feel free Free of feeling incompetent and incomplete So I told my depression and this line to link They hit it off, I swear. Numbing away this intolerable despair. Where can I buy a rollie so I can smoke away the old me?  

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