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Highguy
take some vicodin, drink a beer,
everything wont look so clear.
violence, pain and poverty,
its to far for me to see.
the hate, the fear,
it just goes away,
i dont know why i'm standing here,
nothing left for me to say,
but take a vicodin and drink a beer.
take some vicodin drink a beer,
dont know why i'm sitting here.
violence, pain, and poverty,
it's to far for me to see.
flowerfairy
and then in the morning the violence and pain and poverty and hate and fear is all back and magnified by a hangover
Highguy
yeah i guess after a while you try to get used to that......
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