January 2011
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We were simple once - the way we flowed like water through drain pipes, until one day they burst and flooded the room. Now it’s like I don’t really know you, and the good times are fleeting. Now it’s like I’m dancing just to blur out everyone else. And we’re getting sillier and sloppier, and we’re getting farther and farther from anything worth salvaging. And I...
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stressin'
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