12 hour commute

Drinking red
Cancer Sunshine
Fake ass bread
White as rose wine

Lights on the highway, hazy shine

faces so captivating it makes me cry

I’ve been to war
I have to take you there
If you only knew the truth
You be shaking scared

For now you wait on me
You sit home and drink
I roam the world, I swim the seas
Your drowning now, so as not to think

Even as palms lose their leaves
Not fond of the world I see
It’s not like I’m here to party free
Cause it’s all. Its dying

But I’ll let you believe it’s beuty
When I’m gone you’re jealous losing trust
In me
But that’s a better alternative
Than to know this disease

Go on wish you were the me
You think is so happy, sitting pretty
And I’ll smile and wink
As I lose your credulity

So soft her style amongst the industrial machines

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