abrasive to the touch all in all in all the same thing now we are gathered here in nonesuch hooks back to the line and I trip over myself here and i trip over myself something`s stuck in me here and I can`t get out
some in paint some in blood some in makeup derail me
to everything - churn, churn, churn there is a season - churn, churn, churn there is a reason churn, churn, churn this ain`t the time or the place
i am sick of walking into rainbows i am sick of plugging into rainbows i am sick of tuning into rainbows i am sick of turning into rainbows
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