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Big Brother they aren't monitoring your thoughts They're distracting you so you can't think at all Walk around pretend you're having a ball In Mandy's head silence grows louder There's too many distractions around her Part of a generation with media saturation A drought of originality Has become our sad reality Part of a generation bored with medication Have you ever committed the biggest sin and wished away time. I'm (feeling) happy therefore I cannot create. This is the best I can do right now.
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC
Help Syndrome
Big Brother they aren't monitoring your thoughts They're distracting you so you can't think at all Walk around pretend you're having a ball In Mandy's head silence grows louder There's too many distractions around her Part of a generation with media saturation A drought of originality Has become our sad reality Part of a generation bored with medication Have you ever committed the biggest sin and wished away time. I'm (feeling) happy therefore I cannot create. This is the best I can do right now.
Tyler-Cobain
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC
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