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Return to the mountain Return to the yoga mat And raisins I can't pay my bills And I don't really care I've always been poor I create my own world And my own life My podcasts I dont have a job or money And that is just fine They did not hire me That rude administrator said," We have all been in your shoes before" You have never been in my shoes I'm just going to sit on my yoga mat I'm going to cause a problem here I do not exist as a part of this society I live in my own world A world I created for myself I could spend a thousand years Sitting on my yoga mat Underneath the oak tree I am a Tagatha now I sit and meditate I drink my water That has the electrolyte mix Yes there are bills Car insurance, student loan Health insurance, credit card, About 600 dollars a month I'm tired of these people that live here If they kick me out I will go live in a park I do not care Stay away from me People who live here People who spend too much time In front of the television People who take anxiety pills Stay away from me
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC
Tagatha
Return to the mountain Return to the yoga mat And raisins I can't pay my bills And I don't really care I've always been poor I create my own world And my own life My podcasts I dont have a job or money And that is just fine They did not hire me That rude administrator said," We have all been in your shoes before" You have never been in my shoes I'm just going to sit on my yoga mat I'm going to cause a problem here I do not exist as a part of this society I live in my own world A world I created for myself I could spend a thousand years Sitting on my yoga mat Underneath the oak tree I am a Tagatha now I sit and meditate I drink my water That has the electrolyte mix Yes there are bills Car insurance, student loan Health insurance, credit card, About 600 dollars a month I'm tired of these people that live here If they kick me out I will go live in a park I do not care Stay away from me People who live here People who spend too much time In front of the television People who take anxiety pills Stay away from me
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC
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