music is my radar
you enter the place of endless persuasion like a knock on the door when there's 10 or more things to do
i know that i was born and i know that i'll die the in between is mine. i am mine.
wrap yourself in paper stick some stamps on top of your head and mail yourself to me
i tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn't even matter
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