
Piss,hand,how high,try,fly,your fried,
down hound,zebras ear.
Here you are standing there in the air,
Past the trash inside the hide,
ask me why must I try to abide,
The sky is green ever dream,
When I die we all will die,in your face out in space
drug-free gotta be,no one knows how we grow
how I thrive to learn to dive,be with you night and...
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And I am in Florida...but thats far away from you anyways... everyone lives everywhere else but Fl..well, besides stacie..heh