You're butterfly lips formed a motion,
And every time.... I swarm in;
Looking like the FBI swat team;
Plotting to bust a drug exchange,
Only; I'm plotting to drift,
Hoping to drown in your diction;
Beautifully handcrafted, handcuffed me to this addiction.
Key of being an addict is silence,
That's when I feen for your words;
Inhale every comment like "this hit will always be my first"
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