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I can't even feel my face tonight I got drugs on deck, no laced in white I can't even feel my— It's gotta be good, it's gotta be I can't even feel my face tonight I got drugs on deck, no laced in white Sympathize your little eyes and No chill but she stay in the mood Yeah, I'm keeping my cool, we on top of the roof I work hard, play hard, get you up in the booth Right now seeing stars, yeah we look at the moon Yeah, we trippin' on shrooms Yeah, I'm thinking of you but We saw the same shooting star that you noticed Made a wish I could swim across the ocean A little wave helping me through the motion Try to skate but the water wasn't frozen Oh sh*t, so deep you could dive in Oh sh*t, so deep I be drowning Oh sh*t, lowkey I'm the downest I know I got myself Myself, that's all that I need I don't need anyone else because I be the fiend Just like everybody else, I always need nicotine Yeah, drugs are for me; young kids, stay clean I can't even feel my face tonight I got drugs on deck, no laced in white Sympathize your little eyes and No chill but she stay in the mood Yeah, I'm keeping my cool, we on top of the roof I work hard, play hard, get you up in the booth Right now seeing stars, yeah we look at the moon Yeah, we trippin' on shrooms Yeah, I'm thinking of you but We get lost in vices sometimes (Sometimes) Hard to feel low when you're this high (This high) Know that it's a trip living this life (This life) Lately, I've been trippin' to the sunrise Rabbit hole dealing with the push and pull of what I need Couldn't fold, even when my knees collapsing under me Took its toll, promise they won't take another thing from me Lean on my escapes, know sometimes I do one healthily Guess the price of sanity ain't in the form of gold That triple beam will balance if you hand over your soul I'd rather be crazy if it mean I'm living free Promise I'll outrun my vices by the time they come for me I can't even feel my face tonight I got drugs on deck, no laced in white Sympathize your little eyes and No chill but she stay in the mood Yeah, I'm keeping my cool, we on top of the roof I work hard, play hard, get you up in the booth Right now seeing stars, yeah we look at the moon Yeah, we trippin' on shrooms Yeah, I'm thinking of you but
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