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Vices

I brought us some liquor, cause this week has been so hard.

You tell me that you feel slimmer, overtime is your new job.

I sit back amazed, I can't complain about a lot.

My glass I keep raised, right where you placed your guard.

I want to give you praise, cause you’re always leaving sparks. 

You brought us some tree, cause you wanna take it slow.

Empty the debris, I feel clearer every blow.

You sit back amazed, it's delayed vertigo.

The joint you keep aim, it's a shame we could plateau.

You give me this gaze, as we embrace the radio.

🌷(3)

◄ Stolen Memories

Teach me a lesson ►

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