Theft from Pierre by Pierre

Thrown at me and caught again
What is real is now pretend
Always thinking it's the end, it's just begun
Try to stop but there's no use
What's your reason, what excuse?
Always looking for another life to use
Consume the plants 'cause
I'd like to see what's been holding onto me
Inhale the smoke while
She breathes into me
This is what I'd like to be
Storm gods live in pressure points
Tense my muscles, roll my joints
Keep my words of detriment away from space
I did not hear what you said
In right ear and out the left
Inter-dimensional theft
I have what I crave
Consume the plants 'cause
I'd like to see what's been holding onto me
Inhale the smoke while
She breathes into me
This is what I'd like to be
In my mind
Ab-originally defined
In my head
I am more alive than dead

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