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Hypothalumus
The bottom line is:
dont share your rice with ants
That's the moral
of the story
Can I go where the humidity
is stifling?
Where the city coughs up its
own two pair of lungs
Some will say
save your dollar
Then some will say
its just a dollar
Will work for life
or shoes or a decent hair cut
The car whisps on
There seems to be
some sort of blockage
around the parameters of
your hypothalamus
We have to realize that there
are scientific reasons for
what we are
That's why we have shadows,
darling
You have teeth to bite my heart
and I have ways of getting around
the inevitable
I wanna keep the city
But dream of fields
I wanna keep the heat
and skip the winter
I wanna, I wanna.
