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Dizzy doubles
The room starts spinning like a spin top
Colors turn into smears around me
My head pounding; there's drums in my skull
Laying here, arm thrown over my eyes
Holding on for the swirling ride
Nauseous to the fullest and scared
You can't make me go back to the er
Colors turn into smears around me
My head pounding; there's drums in my skull
Laying here, arm thrown over my eyes
Holding on for the swirling ride
Nauseous to the fullest and scared
You can't make me go back to the er
Published 11th Feb 2021
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11th Feb 2021 4:28am
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