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A group of fools spinning round in a toilet bowl. Lost with them all in a black hole. No worry and no hurry, we're headed into the abyss for a euphoric reason. Inhale the trees
She knew they brought her for him They knew she like that brown skin. Every night they brought her for him. But she was just feeling his vibe On his cool bad riddim.
When I vibe, I ride, so slick the slide, it's cold tonight, so drift and die. I can't deny, the simple lie, that justifies my wounded pride. It's steady, this road, I've chose to go, I already know who runs my soul.
My mind is overflowing with thoughts. The littlest things can make my whole day bright. I just can't help it, these emotions. Those days when evrything works and your overjoyed Thats how I feel when I think of you
We're spreading the odors Name calling like ogers World full of freeloaders Bloaters Sugar coaters Quickly speeding others gears Like motors She's a true devoter Motivater
You have scratched your knee.
Air fresh with excitement,