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Ever since this fantasy disappeared My imagination is something I fear But I try to make everyone happy it ain't working Suicide is creeping I could feel her lurking This knowledge is such fundamental But reality and the people are so judgmental I make money got no time for vacation Staying on my grind you don't needa translation I'm high just floating in the air I know I'm an ******* but it just means I care Its true Ima keep doing what I do And if you can't see then you need to let lose What makes you beautiful Is you being weird as usual Breaking my emotions its so unbelievable I'm tired of the chase I ain't Ina ****** race So these feelings I have are gonna have to erase Out of my stumber To the government your just a number Live life you ain't getting younger I change rapidly through the stress and the agony My problems are big probably fill up the the whole ****** galaxy Even as a felon My mind is up in the heaven Of knowledge because its my only weapon To survive while my thoughts divide Hiding emotions smiling and giving high fives You know its S U N And there's no end To the stress and this is why I don't have friends.
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 2:38 AM UTC
Thoughts Im So Lost
Ever since this fantasy disappeared My imagination is something I fear But I try to make everyone happy it ain't working Suicide is creeping I could feel her lurking This knowledge is such fundamental But reality and the people are so judgmental I make money got no time for vacation Staying on my grind you don't needa translation I'm high just floating in the air I know I'm an ******* but it just means I care Its true Ima keep doing what I do And if you can't see then you need to let lose What makes you beautiful Is you being weird as usual Breaking my emotions its so unbelievable I'm tired of the chase I ain't Ina ****** race So these feelings I have are gonna have to erase Out of my stumber To the government your just a number Live life you ain't getting younger I change rapidly through the stress and the agony My problems are big probably fill up the the whole ****** galaxy Even as a felon My mind is up in the heaven Of knowledge because its my only weapon To survive while my thoughts divide Hiding emotions smiling and giving high fives You know its S U N And there's no end To the stress and this is why I don't have friends.
KidCarson
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 2:38 AM UTC
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