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II fell asleep on the floor with my thoughts

Still drunk off those nips that II bought

There’s bud in a fronto half rolled,

Can you feel my mind taking a toll

And all these bright lights

These wasted long nights,

Are making you harder to hold

There’s few amongst men,

Yes, here now and then

That were said, “to have been dipped in gold”

What a story II fathomed

How weary II thought

When II imagined how each one was sold

ELIIZAZOEY