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Sittin the the cold of the basement
Think of a time ago
When your spirits were high and so were you
The game was all you began to know

What you high on now
The green or the blow
The kandi and the drugs
The high is all I began to know

Not that it wasnt like this before
It's been a minute since sobriety
Falling victim to this social scene
Yet tryin to isolate myself from society

The moment when you heart begins race
All you can hear is the constant pound
You can taste the numb in your life
Nothing knew when you can see the sound

It all becomes a null
When youre in heaven for a g
I laugh when I say that
Cuz thats far from me

Seems like all I do
Involves alcohol and rollin j's
Seems to be all I care about
When Im walkin throuh my haze

The mania in my mind
bouncin off the walls in a natural high
Till the next moment of bipolarity
When your cursin that you wanna die

Never able to sit still
Wringing ur wrists tappin ur toes
Always assumin ur high
No one really knows

How it feels in manic depression
The ultimate drop and jump
When you find yourself
Soaring from heaven to slump