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Some things stay
but some things
stain
and it
rains
and
it rains
and
I like that
As a matter of fact
I was hoping
you'd ask
its my
biggest burden
the heaviest
weight I carry -
that one bone
that
always
breaks
and it
rains
and
it rains
and the
stomachache
stays
the same
I'm feeling
some certain way
lost in my own head
these days.
It's like recycling -
reliving everything
and everything
is piling.
It makes quite the tower
when you set
a foundation
up based
on suffering
and it rains
and sometimes
that's
just
it
and
I love
that
but some things
stain
and it
rains
and
it rains
and
I like that
As a matter of fact
I was hoping
you'd ask
its my
biggest burden
the heaviest
weight I carry -
that one bone
that
always
breaks
and it
rains
and
it rains
and the
stomachache
stays
the same
I'm feeling
some certain way
lost in my own head
these days.
It's like recycling -
reliving everything
and everything
is piling.
It makes quite the tower
when you set
a foundation
up based
on suffering
and it rains
and sometimes
that's
just
it
and
I love
that
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