i do not know
when
you come down
and make me crazy,
i do not when
you are going to make me
light hazy and
busey...
not
wasted...
i do not who you
are
until
you make me go
down,
go crazy....
i do not know,
that is the feeling
i have and
i want
when i go down and hazy....
i do not know
how far
i can fight it
beat it
and that is
how i go down and hazy
and i like it.
you
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