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forcefeed myself some loneliness
cuz i can’t bear to be oh so happy all the time
nothing’s wrong with riding in bikes in rain
tryin’ to get somewhere
but you can’t go somewhere all the time
take a nap
stare at the ceiling fan
and know that whoever she is
she’s just somewhere else
and she’s not just anywhere
she’s that bike ride through thunderstorms
that your parents warned you about
nothing’s so simple now
you’ve still got all those cross country rides
until you wither away
it’s all the same
dyin’ full of shame
on a chinatown bus discount fare
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