So much on my mind that I cant recline Blasting holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I cant take it yall, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train leaving
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