My eyes were closed,
My eyes are crooked,
I was like running
My feet are crooked,
Background music,
Even he is lame...
My eyes were sunken
My eyes are dented,
It was like I was listening
What I understand is fragmentary,
Background music,
Even he is a big boy...
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