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Published: 2024-06-04 00:40:01 +0000 UTC; Views: 237; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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It must've been hundreds of timesI passed this place and saw this sign
Bustling voices hush little one
Hustling choices crushed and sung
The yelling, the spelling, homework. shit!
Didn't do mine, can I copy content?
No? It's one page, are you really my friend?
Then help me out all I need to send
Two more stops and we'll do it again
See you tomorrow are you really my friend
Can't seem to stop,not over my crush
Hush little baby shush now shush
Says the driver who has to be wondering when
Can I stop making circles, can't do it again
No wonder he's lost the hair on his head
It's all fallen out lost in his bed
The throttle is shaking we're breaking it squeals
The door flying open my heart to steal
Another day that I can't feel
My heart stops dealer please deal
I thought it was fate how I was wrong
I can't be late, I was late all along
My mind unable to rewind the song
To play it again, too short or too long
Couldn't sleep its all I can do
To stop these thoughts as I'm turning blue
Losing my breath I thought I knew
When to stop to see it through
How I was wrong how many times
I passed this place in a different time.
