Y'know, once upon a big purple cloud.
Where I was high And the
truck horns where loud.
Where the floor was cold and as I come around was all I could see,
Where
I felt pity and the world below, Was where I could be.
Where shapes
formed around me To stare around.
I couldn't help it To see life ahead.
From where the truck hit me a decision was made Not to take drugs And
it's stuck till this day.
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