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Fools Paradise

Sit alone, wondering what to do

Watch the TV, when it's not even on

Don't judge me, because I'm fucking high

I met the dealer, he was fucking strange

We planned to rob him, but he escaped

Watch the Dreamers, always on their own

Intravenous, with a poets gun

Don't kill me, because I'm fucking high

I always find myself, back in the same situations

Can't be in the now, all the same people, same places

and faces. Be in the now, ask myself how

Replicate, configurate, figure out how. What the fuck is

going on. Sing the same song, what the fuck is going on

 

Don’t judge me, I’m fucking high