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Life's your own boomerang Shoots you forward Flings you back Its no wonder with this lurch That im a crippled insomniac Its whack How i take a few steps forward Only to get smacked In the head Maybe i dont have enough street cred On this path of Life Its no wonder im a **** head Cuts the anxiety like a knife Couldnt wake up from this limbo Couldnt fall asleep to dream Only stuck in this middle space Gotta survive by a solo team So ill go on shooting forward remember where i return Makes the next wound a bit easier Less strong of a burn Doesnt mean im going backwards Just means i must revert To this origin This oneness And my mode of thinking I must convert.
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
Boomerang Conversion
Life's your own boomerang Shoots you forward Flings you back Its no wonder with this lurch That im a crippled insomniac Its whack How i take a few steps forward Only to get smacked In the head Maybe i dont have enough street cred On this path of Life Its no wonder im a **** head Cuts the anxiety like a knife Couldnt wake up from this limbo Couldnt fall asleep to dream Only stuck in this middle space Gotta survive by a solo team So ill go on shooting forward remember where i return Makes the next wound a bit easier Less strong of a burn Doesnt mean im going backwards Just means i must revert To this origin This oneness And my mode of thinking I must convert.
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
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