With my pupils nearing the size of a cup.
three lines ago I told myself I would stop.
But I'm at the verge of finally giving up.
Letting go.
Going somewhere only god may know.
Cause im Out of love out of life out of dough.
Tired of putting up a fucking show.
So With teary eyes I finish my snow.
Now just waiting to die.
As i make my final goodbye.
Im Hoping all this coke and angel dust will make me fly.
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