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Stuck in a spiral chills down the spinal feels like I'm Spiro stuck in a desert no ciro wave the dito we in the mix like colloidal the distance driving me suicidal.

I guess I gotta face the day for get the grave feels like that after a long day. The money I crave the wisdom I wave. Doesn't seem like a good wager trinna be my own shrink shout out to Frasier.

I remember being slumped over sinks sweating without any heat waking up soaked sheets listing to juice weld leaks like he says I'm "hyperventilating"

Father hood is amazing we watching Peppa back in the day with sis it was maisy life is crazy lately I've been feeling lazy only work is the razor burn from the constant shaving