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BummedOut
02:42
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I’m bummed out now that you’re gone
I’m a bummed out robot that won’t turn on
I’m bummed it ain’t how I thought it’ be
I’m bummed you’re only in my memory where
You still kill all my favorite darlings
That plus your line breaks change the whole damned thing
Now you’re gone, it’s got me turned around
Now you’re gone and I’m bummed out
You’re gone and i miss what crazy is
You’ve gone in true punk rock fashion
You’re gone and the world is a little less dancy
You’re gone and the world is a little less rhymie
You were so bummed out, couldn’t even type
The World hurt so much you couldn’t put up a fight
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Bubbles
03:31
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My bubble tells me what is right
My bubble keeps me up at night
My bubble tells me what’s real
My bubble tells me how to feel
My bubble keeps me on my toes
My bubble tells me cause ya never know
Dont touch my bubble
It’s so fun in here
It’s so dark outside
But in here it’s clear
Dont pop my bubble
I’m enjoying the shine
That it paints on the faces
Of the sick and the dying
My bubble’s up to date
My bubble keeps me safe
My bubble filters the hate
My bubble knows my tastes
My bubble spreads the word
My bubble keeps me in the loop
My bubble calls the herd
The bubble tells us what to do
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1 Second
02:44
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A tear drop falls off the face of a tiny clock
Like tons of glass rocks that splash off a mountain top
One second passes
the worst case happens
I read your name
it feels like the rain
A second hand bends in reverse tick toks
These tiny clocks start to sob everything around them stops
You haunt me in frozen moments
Seconds pass yet no one noticed
You were gone and now you’re gone again
your dead glasses turn time into magic
Claw marks under the ceiling of time
Cut out the version of you in my mind
One second passes
the worst case happens
I read your name
it feels like the rain
You haunt me in frozen moments
Seconds pass yet no one noticed
You were gone and now you’re gone again
your dead glasses turn time into magic
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Bolin Jue Indio, California
English Professor/Musician/Artist/ Desert Rat from Indio, CA. I like looking at things sideways.
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