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It’s worse than a hunger But we try to make it Go away In any way We can think to slake it Try to drown it Or smoke it out Try to fill it with food Try to exercise every **** day It’s still a nagging, hollow, unbearable need I need to throw something at it! I drank lots of water I worked out hard I ate some junk food And toked in the car I wish I could make myself Try really hard But I’m numb and complacent And my flesh won’t face it Gotta’ get back to work Gotta’ get back to work
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 4:30 PM UTC
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It’s worse than a hunger But we try to make it Go away In any way We can think to slake it Try to drown it Or smoke it out Try to fill it with food Try to exercise every **** day It’s still a nagging, hollow, unbearable need I need to throw something at it! I drank lots of water I worked out hard I ate some junk food And toked in the car I wish I could make myself Try really hard But I’m numb and complacent And my flesh won’t face it Gotta’ get back to work Gotta’ get back to work
Brotherjimmy
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 4:30 PM UTC
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