overwhelm me if you can
gravity has already got it covered
Got a lump in my throat
Full of words too big to get out
we can't read lumps and I can't read my mind
Consider me alliterate
Doing fine I never could consider it
I know I'm slow
But I'm so smooth my mistakes don't even show
Tasks piled miles high on my plate
Let's just say my eyes are bigger than my stomach, too much to chew
It's Friday, I'm ecstatic this week is through
Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 9:21 PM UTC
overwhelm me if you can
gravity has already got it covered
Got a lump in my throat
Full of words too big to get out
we can't read lumps and I can't read my mind
Consider me alliterate
Doing fine I never could consider it
I know I'm slow
But I'm so smooth my mistakes don't even show
Tasks piled miles high on my plate
Let's just say my eyes are bigger than my stomach, too much to chew
It's Friday, I'm ecstatic this week is through
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