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Tongue divide-ed on these words |
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They stick like molasses |
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Like stains across the brain |
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And from that knockin key in the tone of your voice |
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I can tell them secrets are the kind that's left unsaid |
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Lost, can't connect the dots on lines too fidgety |
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We spell our names in mathematics now, we dream in algebra |
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You are no more |
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You are no more |
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You are no more |
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You are no more |
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Bold lines of long division, split into categories, just keep your distance so it's simple |
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Up close it all gets messy, best you don't make eye contact, don't worry they aren't all dispensable |
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Learn to be optimistic, avoid adverse opinions, big mouths are always easy targets |
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Please keep a straight face will you, please keep your hand down will you |
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Please keep from making any trouble |
