glossy magazine people

i need some glossy magazine people freed from reality all ready to distract from their flat personality, need more weed to free up radically, step up magically so i can see/meet your greed with more than anatomy all ready to be pleased while your vision is static-free, need more weed to witness with sympathy how the world keeps turning out to be a careless victim to the game ain´t got noone to blame, name a name to change your fate, name your name to change your faith.

fearless, in fact close to extinction, nothing ever hurt like your last words now

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