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uh try to take take all the drugs that i can used to feel the happiest when she was here overdosing comes to mind but its not what i fear thinking about us together shit makes a tear life feels short without you death feels close and near we text but it dont feel the same if thats clear thinking bout my family so i gotta be sincere shadows of you in my brain all the time all i can do is talk to a peer thoughta of you cloud my brain and i cant get better working everyday so my hands turned too leather