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The End of Comedy - Drugdealer (Ft. Weyes Blood)
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The End of Comedy Drugdealer (Ft. Weyes Blood)

The End of Comedy - Drugdealer (Ft. Weyes Blood)
[Verse 1]
I've got a new kind of lullaby
The fiction takes a picture of what's on my mind

When I need something to tell me I'm fine

You got your money
But your talk is cheap

Nothing funny when you're here with me
A dramedy

[Chorus]
I'm in love with laughter
Sing with all my true [?]

You can take a stab at a faith [fate?]
But it always comes down to you

Always goes down to you

[Verse 2]
You keep it moving inside your mind
I always love you, but it's hard to define

I just need someone
To help me unwind
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