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I'm in a crisis I need help come on mood shift shift back to good again
Come on be a friend
Nina twin is trying to help and I really hope that she succeeds
Though I picked the thorny path myself I'm afraid afraid of where it leads
Chemicals don't strangle my pen chemicals don't make me sick again
spent
Nina twin is trying to help and I really hope she gets me straight
Cause my own inner cosmology has become too dense to navigate
Chemicals don't flatten my mind, chemicals don't mess me up this time
Know you bait me way more than you should
And it's just like you to hurt me when I'm feeling good
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