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I woke up and now I'm here High flying, low falling Busdriver making a sharp steer Used to be good and now I'm balling Still getting wasted every day on cheap beer I wanna go fast but secretly stalling Tunnel vision, not checking my rear Think I'm running but I'm crawling I should smile because life is dear Was excited but now I'm yawning
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
Woke
I woke up and now I'm here High flying, low falling Busdriver making a sharp steer Used to be good and now I'm balling Still getting wasted every day on cheap beer I wanna go fast but secretly stalling Tunnel vision, not checking my rear Think I'm running but I'm crawling I should smile because life is dear Was excited but now I'm yawning
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Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 3:39 PM UTC
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