Nicotine

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I smoke my cigarettes down I want all the nicotine
Must be constipated my life doesn’t mean shit to me
My skin like the end of bandage stuff just sticks to me
I see him as my dog he a bitch to me
Self harm is like a itch to me
Shit doesn’t make sense like a flinching tobey
He has spider sense I got that but I have no reaction
I was on the top of mountain must have lost my traction
One demons couldn’t beat me so they form a faction
They Track on I saw what’s bracking
What cracking my bones
Probably get sent to Davy jones
Trauma plays in my mind on a tv
You guys are shit like tp
My mind always on the road RV

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Rkrvapor619
Member since October 25 2021

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