Drug Ballad

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Back of the building, we're with your friends

Back of the mind, smoke in the air then

Let's clear that up, even if we felt ends

Something these withdrawal pills won't mend

The numb tips when my hands on your hips

The nasty taste on lips, oh how they miss

Your dirty kiss, drugs, love, must mix up rough.

Oh princess, you can keep all that stuff

Smell of the haze, reminds me of my dad

Slowly no haste, do it till I don't feel my hands

I can't feel my face, don't stop till I can't stand

Give me that slutty taste, show your friends...that I'm a man

Snow the white, burn the smoke, just to start, drop the spheres

It isn't right, down the throat, cut the heart with your spears

Bite my lips, I just might back

We're so lit, let's come back

Numb those hips, break that back

Drug ballad, dancing with you

Drug ballad, even though it's threw

Drug ballad, dream of it, oh yes I do

Drug ballad, I know you do too

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 03, 2012 ⏰

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