Condoning the Use of Inhalants

Drowningman


All I wanted is just to feel high. Little black dots are floating in front of my eyes. Cracking and spinning. I feel high but I can't breathe, airplane glue up my sleeve. The cracking. The flaking. Everything is spinning around, everything is falling down, warm red water. Can't feel my fingers. I can't feel.

Condoning the Use of Inhalants de Drowningman

This song appears in 2 albums


Busy Signal At the Suicide Hotline
2011

Busy Signal At the Suicide Hotline
2009
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