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High Off Love

Starting into your eyes... Its a drug
Now I feel like fresh off the pipe
I mean at first it was nice but I don't
Think I can make it the night
A week will take all my might
To feel your lips against mine...
Theres not a better way to get high
Even in this short time
I knew you where the bomb
Its like i'm a terriost I would rather die
with you in your arms
Now im with my mom...
Its feel like im dead
Your like a bullet
You came so quick
And its impossible to get
You out of my head.




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