There is a girl in new york city
Who calls herself the human trampoline
And sometimes when Im falling, flying
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
Oh, so this is what she means
makes sense.
now more than ever.
everything is sliping, sliding into routine.
i think i should my own trip to graceland
that would be fitting
in more than a few ways.
anyone want to come?
it
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