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so,..

it's kinda like,..

life isn't there

that all that is left

is toild with dispare

it's kinda like

you just wanna

luagh at a joke

but the jester is

taking a toke

and allha foribide

you dare try to smoke

because life is just

hazy already

crazy already

lazy already and why

must there be a present lack of life

so firm

in all what we should be living

it kinda like speaking

deep thoughts

that with a dare must be shared

but who's hear to listen?

and how will this glisten in your dream of me...



so it's kinda like

why try to explain

kinda like...

who cares?