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Trust me, you don’t want to know The thought that just flew through my head A game of quid pro quo with the status quo This cache of nostalgia makes my dread drop dead I keep craving for resolution
For me, my drummer beats, Da boom, da boom. He rarely misses a beat and keeps up with my tempo. When I'm running-- Dadub-dadub-dadub! Or when I meditate, Daa boom. Daa boom.