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A Diary of My Dreams (Cigarette)
Dear God, as I look into this glass of absinthe, I pray you'd take me away; far from here,
To The Serpent's Neck, where there is no need to fear,
It’s a star where your all dreams will systematically come true,
The views bring back all the best years of your youth and the lost atmosphere absorbs all your shed tears,
They said, “Put a smile on”, but if only there was reason,
Floods destroyed my crops, monsoon; this is the season,
Family members engulfed all our land, such is the treason,
Tell me what I've done wrong to deserve this?
I know hypocritices will try to point my sins out to their friends as they observe this,
**** them. I control my flying carpet; I can go wherever I want,
Except the past as it is not worth the night terrors when it comes back to haunt,
You are running a little late,
They say that you've successfully managed to seal your fate,
The angels flicked me off; of the gate,
“Come back when you die”, they said, it’s well worth the wait.
It was all a dream; last night/this morning I dreamt that I was at a shrine which shared land with a nightclub, the poor were paying respects to the elders buried there,
While the rich were dancing the night away sipping on vodka flavored with blueberry, without a care,
Then a woman came to me and said, “you should be ashamed of yourself”,
I asked her why, but she failed to reply; and drove away,
I ran after her, but it was fruitless,
At the same moment my spirit guide came out and showed me how to work the system with the ladies; a little smoothness.
I was a kid again at school,
This woman gave me a powder and said it was cool,
If I ate it, and I did,
Turned into a werewolf, some scary ****,
The clouds evaporated,
They grew tired of impatience, and so they waited,
But nothing happened as an hour went by,
Then suddenly, the drones came in,
Children started to cry.
Dear God, as I look into this glass of absinthe, I pray you'd take me away; far from here,
To The Serpent's Neck, where there is no need to fear,
It’s a star where your all dreams will systematically come true,
The views bring back all the best years of your youth and the lost atmosphere absorbs all your shed tears,
They said, “Put a smile on”, but if only there was reason,
Floods destroyed my crops, monsoon; this is the season,
Family members engulfed all our land, such is the treason,
Tell me what I've done wrong to deserve this?
I know hypocritices will try to point my sins out to their friends as they observe this,
**** them. I control my flying carpet; I can go wherever I want,
Except the past as it is not worth the night terrors when it comes back to haunt,
You are running a little late,
They say that you've successfully managed to seal your fate,
The angels flicked me off; of the gate,
“Come back when you die”, they said, it’s well worth the wait.
It was all a dream; last night/this morning I dreamt that I was at a shrine which shared land with a nightclub, the poor were paying respects to the elders buried there,
While the rich were dancing the night away sipping on vodka flavored with blueberry, without a care,
Then a woman came to me and said, “you should be ashamed of yourself”,
I asked her why, but she failed to reply; and drove away,
I ran after her, but it was fruitless,
At the same moment my spirit guide came out and showed me how to work the system with the ladies; a little smoothness.
I was a kid again at school,
This woman gave me a powder and said it was cool,
If I ate it, and I did,
Turned into a werewolf, some scary ****,
The clouds evaporated,
They grew tired of impatience, and so they waited,
But nothing happened as an hour went by,
Then suddenly, the drones came in,
Children started to cry.
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