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tripping a little bit to the sea, see the seeds grow out of your pine head tree. Nauseous because I think you said somethin' your eyes captivate me, so then I fall into that abyss maybe into oblivion. I think we both know I cant see. I think it's fair to say enough of my thoughts, but dragged my back into those wide cracks. I didn't realise reality was part of this yeah im tripping a little bit, to the sky now. Lemme say my goodbyes, wait its too late. im reaching for the sky now.
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Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
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tripping a little bit to the sea, see the seeds grow out of your pine head tree. Nauseous because I think you said somethin' your eyes captivate me, so then I fall into that abyss maybe into oblivion. I think we both know I cant see. I think it's fair to say enough of my thoughts, but dragged my back into those wide cracks. I didn't realise reality was part of this yeah im tripping a little bit, to the sky now. Lemme say my goodbyes, wait its too late. im reaching for the sky now.
does it make sense, honestly idk, up to you how you see it.
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Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
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