I'm getting better at shaping it.
It's not so flat.
It's not so overly zealous.
It's not so obtuse.
You won in life but lost in dreams:
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Something of a hasty statement. Just because they have everything, they don't have what you have. Whatever it is. (if you say the clap, sadie will so byte your fankle).
You lost in life but won in dreams
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That's what I'm talking about. So far this jam, the B-side, says it all. Speechlessly. The ability to know just why you don't roll like they do, to know why you are the way you are, why you see what you see, hear what you hear, smell what you smell. They may not get it; and they don't, obviously. But does that really matter? You still have to do this.
It's almost like you have no choice. A thursday watching tele, even IFC or Sundance or at the bar, even a good bar; almost seems like a waste of time nowadays.
This was totally worth some sleep.
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