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driving down the road free across the way a rock i see this rock mocking me the rock i see mock mock mocking me this can not be this rock i see is mock mock mocking me i've hopped on rocks before such as these i've been on top and felt the breeze eye to eye and toes to feet i challenge the rock to challenge me i can not stop this has to be no more rocks mocking me and no more chains rocking me here on top it comes to me i am apart of all i see clocks, rocks let it be the rock i climb was never there has never mocked and has never cared for once a top the rock it comes to me breathing the rare air and i mock the rock and shock my soul into remission
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Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 9:05 AM UTC
The Rock
driving down the road free across the way a rock i see this rock mocking me the rock i see mock mock mocking me this can not be this rock i see is mock mock mocking me i've hopped on rocks before such as these i've been on top and felt the breeze eye to eye and toes to feet i challenge the rock to challenge me i can not stop this has to be no more rocks mocking me and no more chains rocking me here on top it comes to me i am apart of all i see clocks, rocks let it be the rock i climb was never there has never mocked and has never cared for once a top the rock it comes to me breathing the rare air and i mock the rock and shock my soul into remission
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whiteydarkhorse
Jul 17, 2010
Jul 17, 2010 at 9:05 AM UTC
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