TWO the sky that falls when hell's a lie
Wen THREE is a crowd and the voices are loud
Wen life is on a roll, joins you in a hole
FOUR is wat makes you a little bright
SIX that drifts and still comes along
Back to the FIVE you aint that naive
SIX to a SEVEN brings you back to heaven
The pain in EIGHT, might burn your fate
On a journey so divine that brings you to cloud NINE
So far so empty yet so full, even now and even then
The days without alcohol bring me back to TEN
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