| Jumping wildly atop my bed
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| I cross my fingers and move ahead
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| Hope divides a shaking force
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| With oven mitts, can’t shut that door
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| Pigeon shit on a marble shrine
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| Hope glowing or a well-lit lie?
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| Pigeon shit on a marble shrine
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| In a squint, looks like no. |
| 5
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| I wanna feel sorted
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| I wanna feel sorted
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| I gotta quit something
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| I wanna feel sorted
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| (ouroboros)
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| Like the particles that you are made of
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| Like the memories that you keep trace of
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| Like the animal that we have caged up
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| Like the body you’ll never escape from
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| Like the sciences behind our make-up
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| Like the temple that you are the base of
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| Like the spectrum that we are shade of
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| Like an energy you cannot break up
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| Organize organize keep it sorted
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| (i wanna feel sorted)
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| Organize organize keep it sorted
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| (i wanna feel sorted)
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| Organize organize keep it sorted
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| Exercise exercise keep it sorted
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| Wait in line wait in line fill the forms in
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| Be on time be on time bring your own pen
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| Diet right diet right no more chocolate
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| No white lies no white lies do the right thing
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| Go outside go outside like a good kid
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| You’ll be fine you’ll be fine keep it sorted
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| You’ll be fine you’ll be fine keep it sorted
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| You’ll be fine you’ll be fine keep it sorted
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| You’ll be fine you’ll be fine keep it sorted
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| You’ll be fine you’ll be fine keep it sorted
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| I wanna feel sorted
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| I wanna feel sorted
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| I gotta quit something |