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Grow Up- Learn your ABC's -Tic Tac Toe & 1-2-3 Hopscotch, bop-bop, twinkle toes Head, shoulders, knees & elbows In It- Trying THC Just to ***** authority LSD to open eyes- Though it was made by FBI Till birds are mocking Walls are talking Brain is botched So hops & scotch Jingo Jango in your glass Your only present is the past When everything has gone deluded Spirits drink your spinal fluid Should have thought Outside the Box But stayed inside your mental locks Cause Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Is now a Soul put behind bars
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 11:16 PM UTC
The Initial Game
Grow Up- Learn your ABC's -Tic Tac Toe & 1-2-3 Hopscotch, bop-bop, twinkle toes Head, shoulders, knees & elbows In It- Trying THC Just to ***** authority LSD to open eyes- Though it was made by FBI Till birds are mocking Walls are talking Brain is botched So hops & scotch Jingo Jango in your glass Your only present is the past When everything has gone deluded Spirits drink your spinal fluid Should have thought Outside the Box But stayed inside your mental locks Cause Twinkle Twinkle Little Star Is now a Soul put behind bars
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 11:16 PM UTC
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