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Sitting in my bedroom Daydreaming about screams Smoking like Charlie sheen I'm not going to be seen I'm sick of eating collard greens Get this plate outta my face Before I chase you around the house Legs crossed on the couch Too lazy to even open my mouth Looking forward to seeing you because you actually got that invitation I've got that transportation We can ride together with our own designation, focus Right now I'm looking at my wall Feeling the sensation of my craziness Call your phone to have a good conversation Two bottle caps snapped back Wearing my old snapback Putting in the next track I'm getting cold matter a fact Strapped in a box loaded with socks I would interact but I'm trapped in my mind Sinking because of my Overthinking Skimming through this book which is uplifting, focus I'm gonna get high tonight Mom said I can have a Tyrannosaurus but she lied again an instead gave me pie I sighed and grieved for days Then she told me she got me one and it died in the car That was far long ago before I worked Petco But I really give a crap though because I would of broke its neck anyway Just saying, I would've got bored if playing Am I stating I have something against prehistoric figures, well I didn't say anything about ****** Sitting in my bedroom
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
dying of laughter
Sitting in my bedroom Daydreaming about screams Smoking like Charlie sheen I'm not going to be seen I'm sick of eating collard greens Get this plate outta my face Before I chase you around the house Legs crossed on the couch Too lazy to even open my mouth Looking forward to seeing you because you actually got that invitation I've got that transportation We can ride together with our own designation, focus Right now I'm looking at my wall Feeling the sensation of my craziness Call your phone to have a good conversation Two bottle caps snapped back Wearing my old snapback Putting in the next track I'm getting cold matter a fact Strapped in a box loaded with socks I would interact but I'm trapped in my mind Sinking because of my Overthinking Skimming through this book which is uplifting, focus I'm gonna get high tonight Mom said I can have a Tyrannosaurus but she lied again an instead gave me pie I sighed and grieved for days Then she told me she got me one and it died in the car That was far long ago before I worked Petco But I really give a crap though because I would of broke its neck anyway Just saying, I would've got bored if playing Am I stating I have something against prehistoric figures, well I didn't say anything about ****** Sitting in my bedroom
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
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