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Post by Roimeister on Feb 7, 2018 0:08:38 GMT -5
Wake up Smell the flowers I bestowed upon you something you could never have acquired Your dreams Weird and comfy It's not up to me exactly what your mind conceives You want to see the girl See the girl So beautiful She's everything you ever wanted When you see the eyes It's a guy Is this a sign? Not likely, I'm just getting started Though your Mind is at war I will not restore All that I've toyed with Cause then It's just a chore In time I will get bored Of all this pointless diversions Wake up Smell the flowers I bestowed upon you something you could never have acquired Your dreams Weird and comfy It's not up to me exactly what your mind conceives somewhere around the 21:00 mark here: Click here for all of Sawyer's lyrics
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