The Glass Pipe
It holds my name as I gasp for air My glands it shakes in fear Smokes in front of my dreams Never mind the drugs Be warned it takes you in The Glass Pipe it Fears no one 7 years in pain However it breaks It's us who knows no shame Prism of a hex cursed by witch Now we have just us and the bitch Who sent us to fetch us down in a ditch The Glass Pipe never die it watch us like spies To never cut yourself and be lost in a paradise of your own dismise
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