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It's hard to keep 'em open It's hard to keep 'em closed    Those eyes of mine    Won't make up their minds No flash, but I'll strike you a pose It's hard to know what's coming It's hard to not know, too    So I'll listen again    To the rain on my skin Drop-drippity right onto you It's crazy to put it in focus It's crazy to lose the direction    But I know that it's near    (We're the only ones here) We can try out our latest collection Two dragons who can't breath the fire Two monsters who make it instead    Four whimsical wings    Create mystical things And keep on 'til they've been fully fed 'Cause that's when I feel it course through me 'Cause that's when the summit has maxed    And the way back to town    Is the only way down Let's roll down 'til we land on our backs
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 4:29 AM UTC
jazz on the rocks
It's hard to keep 'em open It's hard to keep 'em closed    Those eyes of mine    Won't make up their minds No flash, but I'll strike you a pose It's hard to know what's coming It's hard to not know, too    So I'll listen again    To the rain on my skin Drop-drippity right onto you It's crazy to put it in focus It's crazy to lose the direction    But I know that it's near    (We're the only ones here) We can try out our latest collection Two dragons who can't breath the fire Two monsters who make it instead    Four whimsical wings    Create mystical things And keep on 'til they've been fully fed 'Cause that's when I feel it course through me 'Cause that's when the summit has maxed    And the way back to town    Is the only way down Let's roll down 'til we land on our backs
amory-caricia
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 4:29 AM UTC
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