Some days I don't sleep
I refuse to eat
and I wish I had just a little bump
to give me that nice morning jump
out of bed
rush of chemicals to my head
crystal meth in the brain
making me insane
and letting me pretend I'm her again.
Some days I wear phat pants
do my candy kid dance
crush up my tylenol
make-believe it's an eight-ball
of glass
could I bring back the past
by railing a bottle of ephedrine
is it really such a sin
to let myself pretend I'm her again?
Some days I smoke weed
and that's all I need
but then the urge grows stronger
as sobriety lasts longer
than I ever thought it would
it's painful being this good
and I miss my little white friend
up my nose and around the bend
and although I know we had to end
some days I like to pretend I'm her again.
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Just a little diddy I thought up at work. Don't worry though, me and the crystal meth have been broken up for 4 and a half months and have zero intention of ever getting back together. Still, the longing...
~kimmy.
I refuse to eat
and I wish I had just a little bump
to give me that nice morning jump
out of bed
rush of chemicals to my head
crystal meth in the brain
making me insane
and letting me pretend I'm her again.
Some days I wear phat pants
do my candy kid dance
crush up my tylenol
make-believe it's an eight-ball
of glass
could I bring back the past
by railing a bottle of ephedrine
is it really such a sin
to let myself pretend I'm her again?
Some days I smoke weed
and that's all I need
but then the urge grows stronger
as sobriety lasts longer
than I ever thought it would
it's painful being this good
and I miss my little white friend
up my nose and around the bend
and although I know we had to end
some days I like to pretend I'm her again.
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Just a little diddy I thought up at work. Don't worry though, me and the crystal meth have been broken up for 4 and a half months and have zero intention of ever getting back together. Still, the longing...
~kimmy.
