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This is the world in 2215 People have changed The world doesn't smell the same Cardboard kingdoms and pillow forts have been conquered Plastic comfort now reigns Synthetic in my veins Pixels have replaced daydreams and non-fiction isn't a genre anymore Its all pretend now Bee's can't find their way home And children forgot how to laugh Although they still get the giggles when they are in church Knees bent 90 degrees against polished wood The wind never kisses anyones cheeks anymore Now your lucky to get a "Heywhudup." The future is now and its cold All of my loved ones cry in corners When they think they are alone And to top it all off Still no jetpacks
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
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This is the world in 2215 People have changed The world doesn't smell the same Cardboard kingdoms and pillow forts have been conquered Plastic comfort now reigns Synthetic in my veins Pixels have replaced daydreams and non-fiction isn't a genre anymore Its all pretend now Bee's can't find their way home And children forgot how to laugh Although they still get the giggles when they are in church Knees bent 90 degrees against polished wood The wind never kisses anyones cheeks anymore Now your lucky to get a "Heywhudup." The future is now and its cold All of my loved ones cry in corners When they think they are alone And to top it all off Still no jetpacks
the time to change is some kernel sanders bucket o'chicken ********
Change-a-diaper
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Nov 4, 2016
Nov 4, 2016 at 12:07 PM UTC
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