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charles* charles*
I read online, about how you was doing
And now, I panic at the thought
I tremble before I rot
Oh Isn't it great
My tears are plastic and defame my face
I taste another mistake coming
But I'm not running I stay in place
Pops said you gotta be a buffalo
I've been running in place just waiting for the day I fall on my face
Something deranged
I've gotta rearrange
My chains that hold me in place
Isn't it great
My tears are plastic and defame my face
I drowning at my pace
I stay in place
(oh no)
Pops said you gotta be a buffalo
Pops said you gotta be a buffalo
Pops said you gotta be a buffalo
Pops said you gotta be a buffalo
