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Fuck it I miss this smoke Inhaling poison like I love the way I choke I miss the head high I replace vices with Other sins I gave up Substitute taught myself How to self destruct Craving Grinding my teeth Missing nosebleeds Faced my fear of flying Craving Grinding my teeth Missing nosebleeds Faced my fear of flying Second guessing Giving you up Learned my lesson Falling in love I took too much It's in blood To fuck it up I'm out of luck Second guessing Giving you up Fuck it I miss your scent Linger on fingertips Left your mark on cement I feel you on my lips Love-hate relationship You got me out of bed Took more than you could give Romantic thoughts of death Craving Grinding my teeth Missing nosebleeds Faced my fear of flying Craving Grinding my teeth Missing nosebleeds Faced my fear of flying Second guessing Giving you up Learned my lesson Falling in love I took too much It's in blood To fuck it up I'm out of luck Second guessing Giving you up
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