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Rocking has become a big part of my life now If I sit still for two long my joints with lock up, and I will become brittle like the death that I am But If I stay fluid and in motion My stress will keep me awake Im having a harder and harder time telling whats really happening to me and whats not Sometimes at 4 in the morning, Ill drive through parts of town very fast Because when it's so dark, and so quiet, and no one knows your gone You have to run
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Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
sleeper
Rocking has become a big part of my life now If I sit still for two long my joints with lock up, and I will become brittle like the death that I am But If I stay fluid and in motion My stress will keep me awake Im having a harder and harder time telling whats really happening to me and whats not Sometimes at 4 in the morning, Ill drive through parts of town very fast Because when it's so dark, and so quiet, and no one knows your gone You have to run
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Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
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