When your lips seek my lips
My heart returns home from its wondering
Yearning for your touch
Yearning for the feeling
Your my addiction and only once the drugs are done I feel like dying
Floating high in purple skies
So you can get a taste of my life
I turned my fears into wine
Inhale the sweet aroma of my world
As she intoxicates your mind
Let the summer rain rain on your life
Feel the pain of being deprived
Pray for Ciroc dreams and Grey Goose visions
Wobble, hold yourself up by the shoulders of love
Stop the tic and the toc of time
Stand tall, prepare yourself to enter the battle field of the mind
Realities bitter after taste is nothing more than the shadows
in which I reside
Deep.. Nice one!!
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