Wiz Khalifa - UP from TJ Regan on Vimeo.
My eyes only get low before we fall asleep. My goodness I hate this cellphone, that sits in between my fingers and filters fantasy, and what could be, real. She says..
"stop, I'm cravin"
But I'm addicted. And I'm faded into my pillow and my ceilings lookin' pretty high. The way she's talkin' got me feelin' like I'm walkin' on it. I inhale through her texts, exhale through mine. I smoke her through to sunrise. Wake and bake when she wake up. I'm high all day...
and UP when I see her. She's my drug dealer. - God is Love
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