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Aug 2016
Snap, there you go again
All that yoga, all in vain
Four glasses of wine down
Successfully pushed everyone around

****, they're going to flip out
Call my name but don't shout
Yes, call me insane
Sure, no misery exists in my pain
Written by
Mosh Microbiomes
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