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drug & bugs


hit & sips

go skinny dip with those you call your friends

they care about you and the drugs that you do 

i guess it all depends 

on the situation you're in b4 it comes to an end

i thought that they cared and i thought that they knew

but it was really no use to have thought it was true 

cuz i didn't want to know what it was like to be alone

but now i'm here and i dont fear the unknown

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