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How is it that ***** Wonka's factory Is suddenly my little shop of horrors? I was overwhelmed with excitement at first Mmm honey, you taste so sweet But too much is never good Walking through wonderland I began to realize there was so much excitement I wanted everything And I got everything Everything That word sticks like butterscotch Everything that was good Everything that was bad I couldn't handle all of it And the wonderful things In the dark, towered over me Intimidating I thought My dreams had become nightmares I'd fallen for candy's trick And now I'm stuck knee deep in honey
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Apr 3, 2012
Apr 3, 2012 at 10:04 PM UTC
Honey Is Too Sticky
How is it that ***** Wonka's factory Is suddenly my little shop of horrors? I was overwhelmed with excitement at first Mmm honey, you taste so sweet But too much is never good Walking through wonderland I began to realize there was so much excitement I wanted everything And I got everything Everything That word sticks like butterscotch Everything that was good Everything that was bad I couldn't handle all of it And the wonderful things In the dark, towered over me Intimidating I thought My dreams had become nightmares I'd fallen for candy's trick And now I'm stuck knee deep in honey
Don't stretch yourself too thing. You become prone to mental breakdowns and anti-socialism and possible insanity.... Not sure where on that scale I'm at right now but I'm living the psychotic hermit life studying and practicing music and sports and dealing with family and friends
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Apr 3, 2012
Apr 3, 2012 at 10:04 PM UTC
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