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12 times flipping an hour glass And green apples just don’t turn red I mean, how do you attack a shadow? Lay down or turn out the lights I guess Drift night to night Except it’s more of the same Future’s looking good as I’m looking out Only a treadmill is a poor excuse for a marathon
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Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 12:01 AM UTC
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12 times flipping an hour glass And green apples just don’t turn red I mean, how do you attack a shadow? Lay down or turn out the lights I guess Drift night to night Except it’s more of the same Future’s looking good as I’m looking out Only a treadmill is a poor excuse for a marathon
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Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 12:01 AM UTC
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