Peeling away the pain I can feel it's flowing from the rain, Walking with the limp I trip on what I thought that I could flip,so it dipped I call it my conscious and s*** .I can Sip & Smoke on a zip I sit back and get a glimpse of things that remain insane running like a faucet in my brain, feeling drained by the power; I program the tower with the key that no longer lives inside of me.
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