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Dusk to Dawn
Purple Sun
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4 AM coming back from this no life
You wear a smile from the substances you combine
Going nowhere from the moment you said bye
Does it matter when every morning you are so high?
Puke on your shoes, these bottles hit you so hard
You don't clean it, in just few days it will come back
Is there an end to a loop that feels so tight?
You don't mind and blow it all in a loud pack
Started all in the dark, middle of the night
He spends it all, he got to enjoy his playground
Head shot, sick throat, it's the 10th round
He might pass the liter, thoughts to drown
His project fed of spleen
The whole planet on lean
Is it a boon?
Is it a sin?
Who can judge the discipline?
He put his word on a beat
Grant his love to a heartbeat
He can't give it to anything (So)
He leaves it for a better scene
Some highs you won't be able to return
The longer you stay, the atmosphere is getting sour
No water, no ice, just liquor
If you could grab a girl, you would not hold it any longer
Later on the mistake will be that she crossed his eyes
For a moment, just a spark in the club lights
Light shivers on his neck, he has a move to bet
Heaviness of the stuff makes his pace careless, but
When his mind is into, he walks surely
Few words from her mouth, discussion is getting moody
She detains the power but it's not the average goofy
She got to go; the 1st contact ends up weirdly
Watching the sunrise alone but he aims to remember her beauty
Maybe she the one that will make the past look dummy
Easy texts, this time focus on one target
She takes it good; she might see him as the next
They awake, the fusion, place of no delusion
Few months passed, he would not see it as a situation
2 years later, life just has been a trip in action
Everything seems changed but the same
Spirit locked on addiction, time
Passes just to bring back the void of his mindset
He missed the go, burning thoughts and crushing feelings in the ashtray
Curse to feel, curse to live, light a candle, eat a pill
This story, me, you, us, don't fake it he is not to trust