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I’ve been dragging around from the end of your coat for two weeks everywhere you go is swirling, everything you say has water under it You know I keep your fingerprints in a pink folder in the middle of my table you’re the tall kingdom I surround think I better follow you around

Something’s missing. I lost something along the way. “Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something. Sometimes you stay in bed. Sometimes you go la di da di da di da da, ‘Til your eyes roll back into your head. Your mind is racing like a pro now, Oh my god it doesn’t…