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COOL BRO SICK FUCK CHANGE right SO
I get swept away and lose control
Of thinking - better, faster, harder, GROW
UP and finally get smarter quit DRUGS.
I get distracted, shook with antiks crushed with
pressure full with blood its ruby rush
It pulls me through to gather greater things kaBOOM
Goes all the SHIT around me I’M HERE.
It all falls up before me while
I sing,
A pale old teen retiring.
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