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Heart attacks in the living room, I don't know where to go but sit in the tub, lights off I work out ideas of ideas Some muse in hand I don't believe in, I have Wants, "go to the hills"-I'm there- and grasslands I haven't seen [More work] Like some words I'm not fit to wear [Fill in] And the people who are interesting Are dying, or shown in true light. "I'll be like you someday" but I actually hope not I hope I may render my darkness from some true light. Lying in the tub.
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
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Heart attacks in the living room, I don't know where to go but sit in the tub, lights off I work out ideas of ideas Some muse in hand I don't believe in, I have Wants, "go to the hills"-I'm there- and grasslands I haven't seen [More work] Like some words I'm not fit to wear [Fill in] And the people who are interesting Are dying, or shown in true light. "I'll be like you someday" but I actually hope not I hope I may render my darkness from some true light. Lying in the tub.
Lying in the tub
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
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