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Something's on my Tounge Words His taste Gum Something's on my Back Bag You An itch Something's on my Lips Chapstick Your lips I bite them Something's on my Mind Fixing this Fixing that Maybe not so much of that Something's on my Glasses Visions imparied Your too close Now your too far Something's on my Bed Looks like books I'd rather see Someone laying in it Something's on my Hand It was yours But now it's gone Ghosts play games Something's waiting Waiting for me to Break Break in half Something's Some things Some thing A thing And that's all