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Conversation with the laundry machine
I'm tired now, don't be mean
Make me fit,
make me clean

Cause we're running out of time and I'm losing my mind
They said I would be fine but I'm never fine
We're running out of time 'cause I'm losing my mind
And where are you?


I always miss you but I'm never sure how you feel.



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