I’ve got the blues
I’m token black
An early greying fool
I need an orange
I need a lime
I need a last name that don’t feel like such a crime
I feel 16
I feel 60
I feel 9 to 5
So sick of rent checks
So sick of life vests
So sick of 5 foot 9
Once was lost but now am drowned
I’m in the red I’ve got the blues I’m token black An early greying fool I need an orange I need a lime I need a last name that don’t feel like such a crime I feel 16 I feel 60 I feel 9 to 5 So sick of rent checks So sick of life vests So sick of 5 foot 9 Once was lost but now am drowned Explain Request ×
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