“I Don’t Eat Chocolate”
Can I roll over
Can I buy you a skateboard
Do you want to be a raver
A dying planet, can I die and fly
With the galaxy, too
Even though I’m so ugly
Can you still be my friend
You don’t have to hold my hand
Do you have a nice place
What about the air, does it smell
I use my own plates and utensils
Like a half-stage Ebola
Can you be the Balboa
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