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Flowers in Syrup
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Ten Feet High
A heavy wooden door a place where I have been before I hardly can get through but it's something that I have to do The air here makes me cough concrete walls are feeling rough It's full of scrambled papers folded high like skycrapers I'm tired of this so I look back and I remember Somewhere in this mess I find an old book on the table On it's pages I'll confess my everyday life fable I'm tired of this so I look back and I remember With papers so thin that it couldn't stand the wind I haven't been able to write a single word Ten feet high I couldn't feel my face Wanna get out but I'm stuck in this circle of repetition Too much shit flying over my head While a pidgeon lands to my feet and keeps saying good night What's that thing I was planing to do Where are my keys my socks my head and my courage too to break out
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