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Have you ever felt sick of being sicker than sick? The feeling is in twists, the dealing is mixed, which ever way you sit, it just gets bigger than what ya can grip.. I know how to keep it in zips, the bag is tighter than air locked piss, the urine is bitter, got me peeling off drips.. It drops, skin deeper than this.. Need a way to blow a cold, no way to make it so, so you run out of resources to even make a mode, coolin' off ain't an option, run dry is up often, air so thin, makes you think you breathin' out a coffin', box is shut, no mark of a buck, Cuz washing a ton down gets tighter than luck.. No screws to even drive, any move gets more deprived, won't even hesitate cuz the next feeling is guided.. It goes beyond a reasonable doubt to reasonably endowed, endorphins run off the next set of clouds..