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Jun 2019
Somehow I got all the answers
Got em all jotted down in this brain
They come out of nowhere and I'm not quite sure how I come up with these answers
They make ******* sense
And people tell me all there *******
And I listen
I tell them like I'm some ******* shrink
They take my word
And I know nothing
They say I gotta a old soul or some ****
Maybe I do
And if I do, whose soul I got?
Written by
Noname  California
(California)   
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