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I need a new mind
Right behind both of my eyes
Feeling so blind,
Terrified and terrorized
Staring at the skies
Asking where am I?
I'll verify
Ill intentions
A prisoner feeling apprehended
Never pretended to be winded
I'm sending more than amendments
Flows are so vintage
Your paper is printed
And off limits;
Go ahead and make a decision
While I'm having these visions
Mini premonitions
With no collisions
Can you give me a minute,
Because I'm fucking trippin
Take a listen
Wait, fuck your opinion//

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Phyzik
Member since April 20 2015

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