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Aunt Andres
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auntieandres-blog · 8 years ago
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here & Voices via Stuttering Stanley
(AA) Tell me if this sounds fair: I'm on my way downstairs. I know you came here to kick it. I came here to kick it too. Night! I came here to cum. Alive! I swear to GOD, You're so dope. Just gimme. I'll be your guinea pig. Just promise you'll get me. Hi! I'm on my way down. Stares! I know you came here to kick it. I came here to kick it too. Night! I came here to cum. Alive! Tell me if this sounds fair: Paid the price of admission, Plus the ticket. You'd better get your ass down here. 'Cause I ain't just come here to kick it. I'm an attic. You're my habit. I'm addicted. I'm a doctor or a chemist, When I mix it. I feel like I'm forgetting, Just to fix it. Just to feel. Hi! My tongue's been numb, Since you've arrived! I don't really know what I'm saying... (NJ) I came to get numb, And I don't wanna feel a thing, Except you. I already know the address, So, I'm here to address you. Undress you. The less you wear, The more I'll accept you. I guess you don't do this too much, So, we'll just see how it effects you. Then, I'll let you know the next move. Can I keep it 151 w/ you, Or do you prefer less proof? Let's poof, And disappear for a minute. Girl, why you slow playing? Let's keep it straight I'm no chaser. Tonight I'm no saint I'm no savior. Just your neighborhood organ donator. Let's take a shot in the dark, Shots of the dark. Shots to the heart. Shots at each other. Mind gone blood raging. Mine's gone your's wasted. Dont waste it, Pour baby. (AA) You know me. You "no" me. I gotta know why. Plain and simple, Don't die. You might nose dive, But you gotta keep your nose high. Gotta keep your nose clean. I know you came here to kick it. I came here to kick it tonight! I came here to come alive!
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auntieandres-blog · 8 years ago
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here & Voices
Everyone is addicted to something. There’s a part of you that knows you need help. There’s another that refuses to lose the feeling. The others referee the fight(s.)
There are so many voices. They’re all so loud. They’re all so convincing. They’re all you.
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