Time To Fly

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January 2011

I spark the lighter to ignite the candle,
this situation is too dark to solely handle,
i'm nothing but a failure of a man,
throwing out his future like dutch guts in the trash can,
i'm mental with a pencil,
words male your legs stand still,
oriental with stencil,
poppin make me happy pills,
jury hasn't decided on my sentence,
sometimes in the back of my mind i want to end this,
ever since we had our last mistake of a kiss,
i'm getting red eyed driving around with dark tints,
aim for the west coast traveling in the fast lane,
if someone asks me to stop they must be insane,
so many have tried helping me giving me nothing but a migraine,
which is why i dumped the stolen car and snuck onto an airplane.

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