The End
Sleeping on a higher plane, Jane
these planes are trains,
lanes of thoughts
don’t wake me up
break me up, all I see are cranes.
Wrecking balls, calls
to destruction.
Cocaine slang
All I see are David Ruffins
Bluffing, trusting in all I see
All I see is.... nothing.
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