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drugs


I've been through hell and back

I was doing good

now I'm going down the wrong path

I've been getting high 

no one can comprehend why

but none of them know it's because I wanna die 

I'll look down at them as I'm up in the sky 

I just need one person 

to tell me the drugs don't help my hurting 

I don't listen to myself 

theres nothing else

 

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