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thoughts, the thoughts…

All day and night
No sleeping right,
No hugging tight
Without guide,
And thoughts and thoughts
And thoughts and thoughts
‘bout future, past,
Past, future, present.
Your brain‘s too fast,
Your memory which you can‘t strengthen
And thoughts and thoughts
And thoughts and thoughts.

Your eyes can‘t hold that
After saying you‘re „not bad“
While getting a lot more fat,
So you hide your eyes under a cap
And thoughts and thoughts
And thoughts and thoughts.

You start hating everything beloved
And so decides even your gut
‘cause eating healthy is now hard
Just like listening to your heart
And thoughts and thoughts
And thoughts and thoughts.

You are looking at the photos
Trying to remember all the convos
As you begin to feel your toesOr, to be accurate, how all the feelings pause
But not the thoughts, the thoughts,
The thoughts, the thoughts

Everything has it‘s start and ending
Just like everything that‘s ever trending
And items like the ones from Fendi,
Versacé, Gucci or a simple candy
But not the thoughts, the thoughts,
The thoughts, the thoughts.

I could continue this forever
Changing topics as it does the weather
Until I know the meaning of „together“,
Until from ruzzians will be left just feather
But thoughts, the thoughts,
The thoughts, the thoughts…
It is the only thing that never stops.

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