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Walking down the avenues And my stomach is turning Im stuck in my head My heart is pounding harder 9 little cracks, a dusted off corner Left alone They call me a brain vagabond I dont know where to go Wonderland, is what i call home Im not insane Im not insane Im not insane I jumped over a wall Im not insane Glasses crack, piano starts Bass drops Im okay Im okay Im okay Lips are cracked Eyes are glistening Dry throat I see home ballgowns, insanity Heart-shaped hats, non-existent cats Im run into a strange mans arms Im alright Im not insane Im okay. - m.r. | wonderland
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
wonderland
Walking down the avenues And my stomach is turning Im stuck in my head My heart is pounding harder 9 little cracks, a dusted off corner Left alone They call me a brain vagabond I dont know where to go Wonderland, is what i call home Im not insane Im not insane Im not insane I jumped over a wall Im not insane Glasses crack, piano starts Bass drops Im okay Im okay Im okay Lips are cracked Eyes are glistening Dry throat I see home ballgowns, insanity Heart-shaped hats, non-existent cats Im run into a strange mans arms Im alright Im not insane Im okay. - m.r. | wonderland
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
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