high beam



my right hand on God and his hand upon my head
true insight has no limit...
i just wanna lie down here and pretend the world never exits
don't tell me, you don't see the weight on my shoulder
can't i just meditate,
 smoke weed and go back to sleep  without been worried on how the world sees me
it obvious how long you keep me waiting
life under the sun, 
i mean hard life under the sun 
breathing these days are high beams i can't swing

love


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