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letra de bay leaves - whose

[verse]
i smoke bay leaves since the internet told me so
my marlboros are the blood that’s pumped after you overdose
chris farley wasn’t happy hardly
a commonality
not too far from the apple tree
if i make it to 33, dad’ll be proud of me
you aren’t the first person to ask me to think rationally
i bask in the rays that is my rage of self-hatred
my reflection in the mirror frowns back in distaste
the only reason i keep writing
is the hope that there’s a final boss at the end, an m bison
a shao kahn would make up for all these battle scars
a trampled p-wn masqueraded
as a person that he’s not
(redacted) broke my heart
more times than (redacted) forgot
that the view inside (redacted) eyes
made my insides twist and rot
i try and dread not
trap myself in a headlock
spend it all on a wristw-tch
just to have the noises stop

- whose

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