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Jun 2014
Late late late
Im gonna be late
So late in fact that everyone there
Will have someone to hate

Try try try
To flee and run outside
Theyr'e here! Theyr'e here!
They'lle yell at me to hear.

Stupid, lazy one
I wanted to have time
This time i cant control
I fly but dont go

Why why why
why cant i be so quick
so quick and skilled and organized
To get outside on time.
Daria
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Daria  Washington
(Washington)   
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