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growing roots on the pc sometimes helps
like also letting dust settle on school book shelfs like also rock in the club as the cigarette melts it never ends... dreamin' all day to be somebody else to have money and cars, and live some place else to be able to care when nobody else cares never ends... and he scares, and he holds tears he can't cry inside they subside and they grow into holes on his pride he gets down then go up, can't go middle or stop no one helps... time to time he visits school, it's always the same What's his road? what's his name? they all ask, they've no shame for the man that they chase for his happyness days they're so little,why can't they last? his girlfriend thinks he doesn't care anymore and she tells him to go, adding up some more sore he goes on, he goes on, he goes on... and when all of that seems so much more than enough he goes blaming himself that he's such a laugh and he cryes 'till someone hears and he cough to mislead them to thinking that he's more than rough it's all a bad dream...
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