Breath it in and breath it out and pass it on, it's almost out.
We're so creative and so much more; we're high above, but on the floor.
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive;
If you don't have it you're on the other side.
I'm not an addict, maybe that's a lie.
The deeper you stick it in your vein, the deeper the thoughts;
There's no more pain.
I'm in heaven, I'm a God, I'm everywhere; I feel so hot, It's over now.
I'm cold, alone; I'm just a person on my own.
Nothing means a thing to me, oh, nothing means a thing to me.
Free me, leave me; watch me as I'm going down.
Free me, see me; look at me I'm falling and I'm falling.
ginx vicioux
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