Please Don't Sweat The Afterlife
Kind Of Like Spitting
Washing hair and deep down, and disappear, flipping off
planes from the ground
expensive sex my self esteem if I should lose my life. And
your decent in the middle
smoking belittled your so
nervous it makes me nervous.
If I should lose my life.
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