You make me feel like im on a wire
Your smell your touch sets me on fire
Im on cloud 27 or a little bit higher
With out you my life would be a drag
With out you i might turn into a hag
This whole thing sounds kind of lame
But its coming from my hreat so it makes it game
I want to hold you when your sad
or mad
i want to send you to cloud 27 and a little bit higher
i want my smell my touch to set you on fire
I love you so much no one could call me a lier
my god i love being a little bit higher
End
Crazy how life happens
First its up
Then its down
Pain is the enemy
The hardest thing to face
Is often your self
When cloud 27 dies
We are no longer high
The touches no longer burn
Instead we burn inside
We must look forward
And forget the rest
From this moment pain
Is the only thing
Letting me know I’m alive
As for you
I now know
Your emotions
Run thin
But seem to grow
Only in self pity and pain
The only thing I’d ever hear
Is me me me
Never thinking of others pain and needs
Your such a spoiled kid
Who to grow up like
Sunflower seeds
But some how you stole my heart
Then gave it back torn apart
But to face your fears we must part
Ill duck tape my heart
Good bye cloud 27
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