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It's been another cold summer with the air conditioner running nonstop - Yeah I am constantly caught up - at screen Racing thoughts I capture them plus nightmares are right there to deform ideas, but ideally I'd die for, my ideals Yeah So I try to warn my peers to keep it real But honestly, my fear is it appears that no one wants to hear About that **** rather just amount to **** Pout and ***** sulk and disconnect I'm ******* repulsed by it - so I choose not To follow suit and instead chase my heart - Call a ***** a ***** and just make this art Yeah rather that than rage for days Yeah I'd rather work away the pain than relax distracted from the fact that we are each a slave - in one way or another
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
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It's been another cold summer with the air conditioner running nonstop - Yeah I am constantly caught up - at screen Racing thoughts I capture them plus nightmares are right there to deform ideas, but ideally I'd die for, my ideals Yeah So I try to warn my peers to keep it real But honestly, my fear is it appears that no one wants to hear About that **** rather just amount to **** Pout and ***** sulk and disconnect I'm ******* repulsed by it - so I choose not To follow suit and instead chase my heart - Call a ***** a ***** and just make this art Yeah rather that than rage for days Yeah I'd rather work away the pain than relax distracted from the fact that we are each a slave - in one way or another
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
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