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I woke up this morning with a bade taste A head pretty spaced And a heart pretty broken So I'll stay soft spoken and fall out of love my heart to dispose of I'm running out of rhymed my head cant get with the times I'm just really sad There's not much more too add
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
6/11/2016
I woke up this morning with a bade taste A head pretty spaced And a heart pretty broken So I'll stay soft spoken and fall out of love my heart to dispose of I'm running out of rhymed my head cant get with the times I'm just really sad There's not much more too add
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
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