Cuz when the big get weird, the weird get high
It’s when you dance with death that you know you’re alive
I’ve got some good mezcal and the will to survive
Yes, these are desperate measures
But these are Desperate Times
Cuz when the big get weird, the weird get high
It’s when you dance with death that you know you’re alive
I’ve got some good mezcal and the will to survive
Yes, these are desperate measures
But these are Desperate Times
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Letting it all out, Theo! So much Love, so much Compasion in your writing. Thank you!