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Drugs


“Drugs”


 

8:00, where you at with the good convo

I’m waiting patiently but maybe I’m pushing for pronto

I’m addicted and I’m hoping  that you can follow

Me, to a place where your feelings are hollow

Choose a pill, I just hope it’s not hard to swallow

 

9: 30, I’m feeling hazy and anxious

Struck with boredom

Pick up the phone, I have feelings

Please break this

Anger from loss of words

You see I’m trying

Pageless

 

12:00, floating on this cloud

I think I misunderstood

Waiting up for you were my intentions

But now this tension isn’t good

I never learned my lesson to co-op with everything i could

So i crave this feeling just like an addict would

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