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Gizmos rumpa<3
Wake up, here I go, cram it all down my throat
Stomach's so full that I wish I could choke
7 AM, my head's already in a spin
As soon as I'm out that door
Bam, it hits me like a ton of those red bricks
Can't dig myself out of this highest ditch
This madness
I swear sometimes I can't tell
Which way's up, which way's down
It's all up in my face, need to push it away
Somebody push it away
What I'd give to turn it off
And make it stop, make it stop
You gotta make it stop...
Annons
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