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Substance Abuse
You laid it down before me
Stuck the dollar in my nose
Got me breathing fast
Had me feeling trashed
One dose had me down
One hit and I begged for more
One more hit
One more kiss
One more line
One more night
Until my body went cold
Laced with poison
You decieved me
Lied about what you sold
And now I can't shake this crave
I can't shake this pain
I can't shake you from my brain
Sunday 13th October 2024 3:28 am
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