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I don't want to think about you So I read about the latest Plane Crash Talking to you is riding a roller coaster I can feel the adrenaline i remember the crash Of the waves And a bath/ a shower It doesn't matter No water is hot enough To wash your flesh a w a y Underground Hair still growing My curls fall like the fibonacci sequence Convincing me there's some pattern to this madness And now All that's left is A mirror, a maus, and a Cashmere Cat
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
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I don't want to think about you So I read about the latest Plane Crash Talking to you is riding a roller coaster I can feel the adrenaline i remember the crash Of the waves And a bath/ a shower It doesn't matter No water is hot enough To wash your flesh a w a y Underground Hair still growing My curls fall like the fibonacci sequence Convincing me there's some pattern to this madness And now All that's left is A mirror, a maus, and a Cashmere Cat
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
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