We are the fallen the dropped and crawlin. We are, we are- the youth of the na-a-tion. We dream in rhymes and speak in colors. Baby close your eyes, you might just see me. Just maybe. If you really try
...i'll tell you a secret. I'm not ok. Very much so. I don't know where to put that just now. So i'll just hold on to it and this too will pass.
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