Bridges - text
Do you understand the way I feel about you
Do you feel the same way I do when I am without you
Everything leading up to this moment is history
And the floor isn't nearly as far away as it could be
Everywhere I go
Kush I roll up with the one whom with I will get old
but I'd rather stay at home
You already know
R to the O downstairs whipping it like Mrs. Bridges on my kitchen stove
Handzum bricks of gold
We smoking onion what the fuck I need prescriptions fo'
Gone in a different zone
No it isn't close
The more I sit alone
The more I feel normal but only at a distance though
On a slightly related different note
Subjects of mockery is the only thing that I need religion fo'
I distance myself as far as I can from everyone
I often ask myself if I even have any fun
I get it and I go until I'm done
Engineered to obliterate any opposition under the sun
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