Bear Creek - dingus | Текст песни

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• Bear Creek
• dingus

i'll curl myself into a ball,
and live under yr bed so small,
until i run away from these parking lots and pillow fights,
to go get lost in a bright white light.

please can you force me not leave?
tie me down and pull my teeth,
keep me away from solitary,
throw away my chance to do something new.

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