Too long.
Too late.
*You wanna **** some time?
Ask Jeff about fate.*
Too strong.
Too great.
*Hey! I resent that,
by the way.*
Feel it quiver.
Feel it shake.
Ball it up into a planet,
and then make that Earth quake.
Send the world's end.
You'll find it bends instead of breaks.
*Now let's not pretend,
like you've made some sort of mistake.*
Process where and when,
then recalculate.
These measurements aren't precise;
there's a bit of give and take.
You lost me way back when you first opened your mouth.
I was following for a minute but then it all went south.
*I can't help it man;
I was born in a deep well.
I've spent my entire life
just slowly climbing my way out.*
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 3:48 AM UTC
Too long.
Too late.
*You wanna **** some time?
Ask Jeff about fate.*
Too strong.
Too great.
*Hey! I resent that,
by the way.*
Feel it quiver.
Feel it shake.
Ball it up into a planet,
and then make that Earth quake.
Send the world's end.
You'll find it bends instead of breaks.
*Now let's not pretend,
like you've made some sort of mistake.*
Process where and when,
then recalculate.
These measurements aren't precise;
there's a bit of give and take.
You lost me way back when you first opened your mouth.
I was following for a minute but then it all went south.
*I can't help it man;
I was born in a deep well.
I've spent my entire life
just slowly climbing my way out.*
I could use some help . . .
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