Hear,
we go again around and around
closer to lost than ever found
frown
destined to be an inverted clown face
picture perfect
tupac paints a perfect picture
i see no changes
wake up in the morning
ask yourself....
yes it is
no i shouldnt
i really dont know what i went therefore
never ending
with none is more
that life is a bore
im a house on sand
made of straw
no need for puffs
simply exhale
im that first little pig
destined to fail
swine flew
cookoo's nest over
yes im well read
sky high
mars rover
curiosity kills me
gimmie a break
break me off a
peace
outta my mind
fill me in
im blank
alls a dotted line
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