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thinking about all the money we used to spend on dope

everything was based upon getting high, it was all we thought we had
literally,  we never thought we held any individual promise
all we had was make shift imagination we were so lost, we never 
could be anything, and the world was just the world without our doing 
so we spent all our extra cash on drugs to get high and feel less than
inferior 
had some magic once when I looked in your eyes and I searched for some spark
So farewell so so long, I'll kiss you and you'll be gone.
And all we know, and all we were ever about for all that we knew
was never about anything we'd be ever sure to become.
And so good bye, good bye, we just fell 
never knowing what could be possible
listening to Captain Beefheart and acting like we were Edgar Allen Poe.


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