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Moments of Mind.


Plan, Work, Plan, Work, Play

What I know is what i Say

Plan, Work, Plan, Work, Play

I jump, flip, switch and turn around.

Find myself looking around for what I want.

No one else can see what I see.

But they say they want whats best for me.

Plan, Work, Plan, Work, Play

Skate, Jump, Switch, Lay,

As the sky passes around me

I find myself working as a busy bee

Inside craving for what I want

Plan , Work, Plan, Work, Play

Please just let me say

That what I need is.

 

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