The squeaky wheel got the grease
Was there no grease to spare?
All I wanted was to be a good little wheel
I learned to grease myself
With food Like I saw you do
To run from my emotions Like I saw you do
To mistrust others Like I saw you do
Feb 3, 2022
Feb 3, 2022 at 1:07 PM UTC
The squeaky wheel got the grease
Was there no grease to spare?
All I wanted was to be a good little wheel
I learned to grease myself
With food Like I saw you do
To run from my emotions Like I saw you do
To mistrust others Like I saw you do
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