The 2 A.M Writer

Slapped Happier

I can feel my head growing warmer

It\'s like the sky stopped finally pouring

Jesus stopped sobbing

And I stopped giving a damn about yesterday

Whiter teeth and lighter eyes

I see you in a rose tinted aurora

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Drip the vial into my eyes

Strobe lights and burning skies

Is this Hell or Heaven?

Oh whatever, I\'m grinning

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Coming down is always a shit show

When was I last sober?

I forgot you weren\'t ever really there

But it\'s whatever

It\'s all just whatever

All whatever?

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