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No wind in my lungs, no thoughts in my mind/
A smile on my face I insist that I'm fine.
My purpose has shifted, this weed has my lifted/
Overlooked potential tho the claim that Im gifted.
I'm tired of the lies and the game is played out/
The cards on the table, Got'em all layed out.
DAMN!! Real loud 'cause a whisper wont suffice.
I keep my thoughts to myself 'cause friends always have advice.
And at this point I'd tip a nigga to leave me alone...
Damn, damn DAMN!!!! 'Cause once just isn't enough/
I say it so y'all can hear me, I don't give a fuck!!
I need a shot of whatever gets me faded enough to forget/
Ciroc? Patron? Hell mix em both and lets get gone.
Damn..these bottles aint what they promised/
What felt good in the moment repaid me in vomit.
Tarnish teeth shows evidence of the lies that secured me..
The headache is worse cause of the replayed wrong moves...over n over
I never correct 'em, I neglected them and expected them to change alone..
damn again...one last time, cus its not ur fault that you're gone...It's mine.
DAMN...