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Friday, 31 May 2013
Thursday, 30 May 2013
The worst u can do is to break my heart mind you I’ve got no heart
I am sitting' on the clouds, I
got smoke coming' from my seat
I can play basketball with the
moon; I got the whole world at my feet
Playing' touch football, on my
street
Or, in a cot field, you are so
beneath my cleets
Get high, so high, that I...
feel... like... lying
Down in a cigar, roll me up and
smoke me 'cause...
Swimming laps around a bottle of
Louis the Thirteenth
Jumping' off of a mountain into a
sea of Codeine
I'm at the top of the top, but...
still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the
ground would then turn to wine
Pop, pop, I feel like flying, and
then I feel like frying, then...
I can mingle with the stars, and
throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner, locked up behind
Xanax bars
I have just boarded a plane,
without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are
red
Daisies are yellow, the flowers
are dead
Wish I can give you this
feeling... I feel like buying
And if my dealers don’ts’s have
no more, then
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