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I try swimming in the deep end Y Am I kidding When I can barely crawl? Aim high to feel low Shoot for the stars; I'm somewhat moronic hypochondriac psychotic asthmatic Can you tell by the scars I've drawn on And my masochistic vehicle? Got a list of what I'm tryna do Tryna reach my goals; An exaggeration of my fragmented mind onethingtwothingthreebacktoonethingbecauseIcantforgetonething My perilous thoughts. No concentration makes for just conversation In that I lose myself
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 2:11 PM UTC
When The Seasons Change;
I try swimming in the deep end Y Am I kidding When I can barely crawl? Aim high to feel low Shoot for the stars; I'm somewhat moronic hypochondriac psychotic asthmatic Can you tell by the scars I've drawn on And my masochistic vehicle? Got a list of what I'm tryna do Tryna reach my goals; An exaggeration of my fragmented mind onethingtwothingthreebacktoonethingbecauseIcantforgetonething My perilous thoughts. No concentration makes for just conversation In that I lose myself
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 2:11 PM UTC
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