heavy

heavy but i don't sleep follow around the things in my head plan something a trip, a crutch to weigh on things a crucifix to tell me things... a way out heavy for all the things taken for granted it's a lonely planet even if we try to think together it just gets bigger heavy yeah i just need a sleep to shovel this whole $#*+ over me and just keep keep keepin on moving on moving on and keep keep keepin on moving on moving on
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