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I ask questions I can mind my business My nose has strong sent That doesn't mean I have to hunt for realist ... Some people make the realist prohibit So models are manikins now The category of the fakest description ... Checking phones To see who's on Hiding things from people who try to stay for very long Never spoke words of it Until they dead and gone Hearing heart beat going slow Like its a controlled metronome ... I mean Getting stab by a friend Now a days seems cool Even getting shot And to live you had to hide So i hid in water And start drowning in a pool Not knowing what to do .... Every step I take makes wonder if I can trust you too
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 1:48 PM UTC
A Bit of the Pressure
I ask questions I can mind my business My nose has strong sent That doesn't mean I have to hunt for realist ... Some people make the realist prohibit So models are manikins now The category of the fakest description ... Checking phones To see who's on Hiding things from people who try to stay for very long Never spoke words of it Until they dead and gone Hearing heart beat going slow Like its a controlled metronome ... I mean Getting stab by a friend Now a days seems cool Even getting shot And to live you had to hide So i hid in water And start drowning in a pool Not knowing what to do .... Every step I take makes wonder if I can trust you too
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 1:48 PM UTC
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