Beige is the color of my brain
When I can't think of a thing
With wheel spining round
And not gaining ground
No thoughts to write down
hushed is the only sound
Beige is the color of my brain
When I can't think of a thing
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
Beige is the color of my brain
When I can't think of a thing
With wheel spining round
And not gaining ground
No thoughts to write down
hushed is the only sound
Beige is the color of my brain
When I can't think of a thing
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