xanax weed & candles can’t cure the blues so i’m allowed to complicate you too you remind me of taxidermy chemical drowning & wing pinning behind heated glass you’ve trapped me in a time far too lovely that addicts & poison’s the mind

xanax weed & candles can’t cure the blues so i’m allowed to complicate you too you remind me of taxi...

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