Fighting a war inside my mind, I'm all lost the more I find
The more I ride toward the skies; open wide, rain warm
You get ya brain torn, brain storm till the pain gone
- Drug Music by Non Phixion
Pills, dope, weed, choof, bong, X, tripz, snow, shoot-'em-up...
The 'feel goods' that destroy you dramatically.
I've done my time regretting.
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You've got it bad when you're stuck in the house, you don't wanna have fun 'cause all you think about...
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