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Jeremey Speaking In Class

her body is like a box i put myself in my mind is a machine of what you tell me what i see all your sex dreams of what i should be i just want to be me whats my identity my body is an expression of an overworked mind of what i hear and think and see overwhelmed by everything could we slow it down on and on terrified music terrifying movies terrifying tragedy nailed to the grudge nailed to the bible nailed to the pseudo science freeing me welcome to the new age welcome your home free if your alive soo far its only easy street pass the buck and pass go pass the buck on you way past go never gonna give it up to you the monopoly of my shoews the mad hatter of an oil industry my horse is getting tired like a dog i feel the leash on my neck im a good boy a good boy with a leash on my neck leash on my neck im a good boy whats with the voodoo doll? whats with the voodooo doll thats someones baby

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