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• Artiste: Ck
• Titre: Falling From Cloud Level
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ramsay: one night can make all the difference hung by a string of quick decisions it's just for fun, it's just this once until the day breaks and you don't wake up d slick: three lonely girls walk under the sunshine middle class suburb, their futures all shine bright laugh instead of cry, seem to sleep soundly most nights last year of junior high, they're bored with their whole lives they hear about this feeling that no one can describe paradise full of meaning and a feeling you can fly a pill you swallow and makes you feel all right floating and high, freedom for a full night they meet a dealer who says they'll be sky high three for sixty, it'll change up their whole lives they walk to his house cos they're too young to drive excited to find that he's ready inside they trade cash for the chance at instant bliss and run through the streets where they once ran as kids and they swallow the bottle and impatiently wait one nervously states, “I promise this'll be great” they let the music play as they awkwardly pace and just give it a minute to let reality fade ck: they sit in a room with their parents upstairs dreaming and sleeping, completely unaware the girls tell jokes they know aren't funny want the feeling so bad, they laugh at nothing and hugging and touching and running and jumping it feels like real life is always interrupting as they feel the effects of the X setting in each sees new sides in the best of her friends for two it's euphoria, third's a nightmare as the advertised utopia never appears the mirrors just shake alongside the walls she loses her sense between the real and the false she stumbles and mutters, she needs an adult the two don't pay attention cos they can't get caught her head starts to spin but her body's in place situations won't change when sensations remain the clock keeps winding deep into the night her sense of consequence tick-tocks in her mind she falls to the floor, she asks a last time “I need a doctor” “just sleep it off, you'll be fine” d slick: the next morning two girls awake feeling terrible bodies feel faint, no escape, unrepairable hours go by, they realize something's not right they freak out, and scream in incredulous cries not wanting to admit what the evidence implies poke their friend, but she won't open her eyes they finally call their mom and rush to the hospital hook up an IV but saving her is impossible they say complications caused this tragedy explain that mistake to her friends and family sometimes your high needs a little gravity or the consequences end up too sad to see maybe the danger of drugs is worse than perceived not only in inner cities but on suburban streets now the dealer's in jail, two girls dropped out only in eighth grade, what do they do now? hard drugs and shattered fate took place of potential everyone feels the guilt, no one worse than her friends will so who's to blame, who here will take fault? it's hard to say, the only thing clear is the result