My lost soul.
I smoke dope to cope with my lost hope. My traumatic and tragic past life is like a tight noose im trying to break free from but it wont get loose. So many drugs yet youre the only one i dont want to lose. when you break me, push me around, I fall to the ground but i choose to be bound to you so we both know I will always stay around. Together, around, or miles apart my love for you wont ever fade youll stay in my heart. I'll pack another bowl light up and take my lost soul.
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