Drunk in the feel of dizzy sleep
My eyes open I can’t keep
Feel the need to elevate me high
Clear the skies of my mind
No light lay on my path ahead
I’m decomposing felling half way dead
Claim my need for medicine
Black magic, the sacred sip
Black fluid fills my veins
Turns night into Days
Eyes open until dawn
Hands shaking, bad thoughts
Drunk in the fee of dizzy sleep
My eyes open I can’t keep
Feel the need to elevate me high
Clear the skies of my mind
No light lay on my path ahead
I’m decomposing felling half way dead
Claim my need for medicine
Black magic, the sacred sip
Black fluid fills my veins
Turns night into Days
Eyes open until dawn
Hands shaking, bad thoughts
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