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Coffee Lounge Talk amongst other community members. |
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The Drugs Dont Work
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown This time I'm comin' down And I know you're thinking of me As you lay down on your side Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again But I know I'm on a losing streak 'Cause I passed down by old street And if you wanna show, just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again So baby, Woh- if heaven calls, I'm coming too Just like you said you leave my life, I'm better off dead Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But now I know I'll see your face again Yeah- I know I'll see your face again Yeah- I know I'll see your face again Oh- now Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Never coming down, Never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more, no more Never coming down, never coming down No more, no more, no more, no more, no more Oh- now Yeah, I know I'll see your face again -Ben Harper...sweetest song ever! |
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its quite amusing really.
nothing funnier then watching insta junglists say boh or bludclaat or anything along those lines. i wonder if they really even know what they are saying? i wonder if any of them really know the history of jungle itself? ATTENTION:Just because you copped a freaky flow cd,some camo threads,and a castro...IT DOES NOT MAKE YOU A JUNGLIST. |
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