drug induced coma

spin spin spin
my world goes round n round
I dance my night away
as this sexy beast fights for my rights
am just trying to fuck
living everyday as the gift it is
taking pills and potions
just keeping my soul
in a drug induced coma

fine green and purple rain
doing kush up's to keep my mind alive
it ain't a tune till snoop dogs' it up
my weed man be feeling the pressure
we just smoked a bush with the prince
we just too young to mind the eye glance
like a complete story we all had a beginning
mine was in route 420
that dark life
young and in a coma

young and turned up
I know exactly what I need
a bag of money and a girl like Maurine
am too young to anticipate the future
I checked it out and am leaving right
I put myself deeper into my dream
my drug enduced coma

........LVN

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on her time

Take charge and fuck me like I deserve all that comes Tie me up with your inners on this pillers that stand Stuff me up like a pig and don't stop till I squeal Drain me tonight, even blood if you like Ready for your body, ride this face till you leave a trail Am here to serve your needs Nothing less than your fuck time fling A toy for your ritual play It's nothing about me, it's all about you In her natural state she is power itself She tells me that everything is about sex, except for sex. Sex is about power. . = So she drives me insane and rides till she drains Dresses and leaves me tied and chained Till she'll need me again Images : Pinterest

no more drugs for tonight

intoxicated love hopeless wishes of a love life craving the attention of an angel but demons be attracted to my antenna what do you say hun? do you feel crazy enough to try and make this work? please dealer fold back the river you making me too emotional your work be the finest but can you get me something better please take me back to the start when this feeling was a creepy sensation you and gravity got alot in common you both got a way to keep me on ground let me sing you a love song until you hate my love ...........LEVON

Lost frequency

Pulpit filled with evil Congregation of liers and sinners An hour and a half with a growing entrepreneur Sunday becoming the new Monday Lock up your humanity and open them pockets It's harvest time and you all seem right for the picking Am sure your child can go another day without food Our pastor has him in his range rover fueled prayers I pray for longer sustainance As we fight to maintain our faith I hope for justice for the ones with nobody to offer it I listen to sad music as I write this speech At this point there is no where left to hide This spiritual split grows by the day With nothing left to hang on We sail this uncertain waters with all but love in our hearts We sing sweet lullaby to the young hoping to keep the memories alive Everyday we grow in life knowing you still watching Even in this times of dark We maintain our sacrifice

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