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My body slump like a jump from the 7th floor That deadly jump got me thump on heaven’s door But when I get the cope I can’t collect my thoughts Run through, let your Moving fast, but my mind is slow Is like a Thursday past when it’s time to go 

I'm standin' on the shrinkin' moutain, Blinded now by a drinkin' phout, And thinkin' how, cause everything free is restricted, From trees in the bounds to the tears, I'm addicted, Is another fancy my pouf, Is another know, canvis from attence to new grass, Imm...