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I feel so wile e. coyote with an empty hole right through me and you, this cannonball you pull this gust right through me i'm tired of desert scenes the cactus repeats Mo(u)rnings are when donuts are made and that's when i've lost my weight my head hangs heavy from the sky; has gravity multiplied? 1000 schemes to bring you near always turn and run in fear I won't ever say 'I missed you today' i'll never say- I don't want to hear that you feel good, ok? won't ever say 'I feel so empty today'. I don't want to hear that you feel good ok? From Letras Mania