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Short and sweet like the life of the diabetic We're all hypochondriacs To the human conditioning We've been taught to be themselves not ourselves. No child left behind while evolution is staggering Tripping our own feet divided by class systems  Get off my lawn They're still asking, "where do you see yourselves in 5 years?" and I still don't know, this short-term impulse control needs to learn longevity
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
Get Off My Lawn
Short and sweet like the life of the diabetic We're all hypochondriacs To the human conditioning We've been taught to be themselves not ourselves. No child left behind while evolution is staggering Tripping our own feet divided by class systems  Get off my lawn They're still asking, "where do you see yourselves in 5 years?" and I still don't know, this short-term impulse control needs to learn longevity
but really I'm working on my punk rock opera
kenny
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
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