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There's a pressure on my ears
I can't see straight, it's a maze
There's a laugh by my side
I don't get, I'm in a daze
Don't worry little brother
I'm not sick, it's just a phase
Mommy's fingers twine through mine
Through the windw, and the bars
I feel the calloused palm
And below it, brush the scars
It's alright my daughter
A year isn't very far
I'm so tired of this place
I need a beer, a bong, a toke
I need some sweet liquour
Some weed to hit or smoke
This way I don't have to think
That's better, now I get that joke
Officer I'm not drunk
I'll pass the test, and walk the line
Don't worry precious baby
Mommy's gonna be just fine
The drugs have taken over
And the darkness, starts to shine
I'm about to fade away
Friends and family, they don't care
Hey mom sorry to pry
Do you have some pills to spare
Remember to take just one
Or badly, you will fair
I tip back the plastic bottle
And fly away, into the air