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I don't think i've seen Something like that I'm preety sure that I haven't tired that I'm ready for everything that Drives me hungry It's not about stuff i've Tired i've paid Fly high wings are wide Hit the clouds fall & die I devour friends I'm bosom buddy driven by Free gas fill up the glass I'not staring thoughtlessly At the stars so high I'm waiting for a diet Of cosmic milk Fly high wings are wide Hit the clouds fall & die I don't think i've seen Something like that I'm preety sure Thet i haven't tried That get loaded on energy Let it put you on your feet I reccomend a diet of High proof cosmic milk! From Letras Mania