truth
word to the youth sippin on that 100 proof truth
not giving a fuck about the future only the present cause that time flys away like a pheasant in the blink of an eye, thats why im high to slow the days and maintain the haze of memories everlastin casting me off to the next decade of deceit hope I get a receipt for the rip off of life no chance savings, only engravings to stone trapped in a cage of regret must i divert my attention to hatred of ages as the poetic injustice flows I must turn the pages |
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