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I'm not gonna let that keep me on the ground, JETPACK! When I encounter a setback, press that button ignite my JETPACK! Launch pad shrinks, disappear. Fly through atmosphere. Plasma's tingling and I'm hearing the words that occur to me for no reason. What am I alive for? What will I die for? Why do I believe to others I'm an eye sore? Am I fueled by another engine, Depression and Aggression, Confusion and agitation, Fly away on my JETPACK!
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 6:59 PM UTC
Fly away on my Jetpack
I'm not gonna let that keep me on the ground, JETPACK! When I encounter a setback, press that button ignite my JETPACK! Launch pad shrinks, disappear. Fly through atmosphere. Plasma's tingling and I'm hearing the words that occur to me for no reason. What am I alive for? What will I die for? Why do I believe to others I'm an eye sore? Am I fueled by another engine, Depression and Aggression, Confusion and agitation, Fly away on my JETPACK!
jonah-long
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 6:59 PM UTC
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