My Rockets Up
Pop
Hit me in a faceI'm falling downNo matter i've lostNo matter i've found it on the way downNo one's triying to pick me up from the groundSolid sooth and clearence.Just you making me pop.Just youWhatever.Hang about to put-up.Congratulations. Things that i've lost can give a breathing space.Just you making me popWhatever you breaking me or shaking me or making me a ledger-baitIf you'll try me on provoking rageI'll heap it up with a rattles of bones.
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