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Am I really someone special? Of course you are How do you know You're special to me What does that mean? You make my heart beat You make my pulse pulse Isn't that special That's just adrenocorticotropic **** we're more than just cortisol Are we though? What makes us more? You can think to ask that question So what who can't You make my epinephrine spike babe Thanks, my endocrine glands are addicted to you Don't worry about it, we're just sacks of meat Hehe flesh bags coursing with chemicals Right, your thoughts are just electricity You're a battery, a light bulb and a RC car You're a self guided drone with no master You're sweet, lets go recharge Powering down the fleshy prison See you in day 9101 of my imprisonment See you in the fourth dimension You're right see you there first You are special You too
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
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Am I really someone special? Of course you are How do you know You're special to me What does that mean? You make my heart beat You make my pulse pulse Isn't that special That's just adrenocorticotropic **** we're more than just cortisol Are we though? What makes us more? You can think to ask that question So what who can't You make my epinephrine spike babe Thanks, my endocrine glands are addicted to you Don't worry about it, we're just sacks of meat Hehe flesh bags coursing with chemicals Right, your thoughts are just electricity You're a battery, a light bulb and a RC car You're a self guided drone with no master You're sweet, lets go recharge Powering down the fleshy prison See you in day 9101 of my imprisonment See you in the fourth dimension You're right see you there first You are special You too
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 2:58 PM UTC
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