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Times of addiction
Of a song can be different
Different people
But for Joline
Let me break it down like this
See, it started when she was an only kid
Four or five or six when she noticed it
That look of surprise
Has been in her mama's eyes
?
Is it far in you
And the way that it fed all the tiredness
Right after it'd stopped all the wideness
And this crazy shit that jumped off the issues
That jumped off when Joline lied at it
And the way she always resigned in it
To herself and the others denying it
Even after the doctors didn't know when to stop
Cause it robbed her soul and she's diving
But she cursed them all in their holiness
?,?,? practice and ...-ness
So she lay in her bed, smoking in her head
Curled up to a little ball of loneliness
Even tried to pick something new to get
Something that's a little less of distructivish
But when she felt the seed of that need in mind that got greedy, she gamed in and then nourrished it
Told herself that she loved all the flourishes
And the people around her encouraged it
So what the heck, another one through the neck
And got more? in control of it
Face... Face... Facing That Void
(Oh man...)
Face... Face. face that void
(Like this...)
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