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Before 6 a.m. I cannot fall asleep It's like a spell Keeping my eyes open wide Seeing nothing Mind thinking of houses flooded Hands dull and worried Hands sick and dry Painted on my sides And there are also legs But not mine Not anymore \\ Did you know? Wide thighs are the cause of heart attacks So they plant some skyscrapers on there Yet put some medicines in between \\ *Legs all grown and boring They only talk when they drink Legs all hurt and scarred They only walk in the brink*
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
Legs
Before 6 a.m. I cannot fall asleep It's like a spell Keeping my eyes open wide Seeing nothing Mind thinking of houses flooded Hands dull and worried Hands sick and dry Painted on my sides And there are also legs But not mine Not anymore \\ Did you know? Wide thighs are the cause of heart attacks So they plant some skyscrapers on there Yet put some medicines in between \\ *Legs all grown and boring They only talk when they drink Legs all hurt and scarred They only walk in the brink*
It's about time
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
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