Dopamine Getaway
Let's play pretend to the randomness, where we sleep in tents and pay for sex. Cocaine smiles and Percocets, blend cocktail whiskey and Rumplemints. The heroin needle makes a price, the needle seems to hurt her a bit. Raged! Sick of all the same old shit. Depakote dreams and THC, you put on makeup to make me jealous and seeth. Drugs- How am I acting guilty? I pride you on your make believe, a set up, wholesome conspiracy. I'm not against you, why? Pouring sweat as I slip Inside.
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