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I'm spinning round and round.
Spinning down
This spiral, wound
Tight.
Ready to spring to life?
I want to stretch this string,
the one that was wound up,
Until it's taut and it sings
When you pluck it. It'll look like a flatline
Once the waves have watered down,
We'll crawl under these covers of mine
To dream about torching another town
Tomorrow.


I feel like singing
Like all the things ringing
In my ears.
I fear
I may have tinnitus.
Diddles, paradiddles,
I'm a rudiment rube goldberg
Machine
Clinging onto life
As I become obsolete.

Ooh, now I grow weary.
My ears are dropping
And getting teary.
I'm coming close to sobbing
Because Sunday's
No day
To waste away.
Time's got a triangle
On it that says
"I'm recyclable,"
Or maybe I'm hallucinating;
God knows I'm high on life.

You know that feeling
you get when you're forced
To fornicate
With ideas that don't resonate?
I've got to impersonate
Some person
Whose pretending to be somebody else
To make us all seem
Like we belong with each other.
Don't I look like your brother?

I should be wrapping things up now,
But I feel like rapping a bit more. Now
I'm feeling
That feeling
Where you feel like
Your feelings
Don't feel right.
Bark at me if you dig what I'm sayin', dawg.
I'm a hip hop hatter
Or maybe my shades are too dark.
They say not to wear them in the night,
But that's the only weather around here.
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#3
Well, I probably should've been wrapping things up by then.
Quote by denfilade
For a moment I thought velcro shoes were ones with the whole bottom made of velcro

She could walk up your pubes with those

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Quote by NinjaSlayHuman
and 07'ers will always be well-respected members of UG society.