And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme, To your tambourine in time. It’s just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn’t pay it any mind, It’s just a shadow you’re seeing that he’s chasing.
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme, To your tambourine in time. It’s just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn’t pay it any mind, It’s just a shadow you’re seeing that he’s chasing.
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