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Aug 2015
you're* pulling me into the future
he's pulling me into the past
i'm not sure how long
this tug of war will last
// nah boy, i ain't even slept, i been up all night long in my head tryna figure out what i want, what i do, what i don't //

because i'll always be a prize to be won
mk
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