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Artificial Energy(isms)


don’t want this thing in my chest its odd and it beats bump bump in all a rhythmic ways but yet, the coffee, the coffee, endless coffee! Adderall, prescription Adderall And Rockstar Times Two Caffeine Can’t be swell, can they With the ciggyrettes And the starvation My little pittering pattering thingy In my little chestal cavity thar It must be very Uhhh It’s working too hard. Stop it!!! I don’t ever listen though ‘cuz I need the energy, you see false though it may be I derive it from endless caffeine Without ye caffeine I would be asleep Constantly sleeping
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