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Sometimes I grab a pen and I expresssss

Sometimes I grab a pen and I expressss

Sometimes I grab a pen and I expressss

Sometimes I grab a pen, grab a pen

Sometimes I grab a pen and I begin to end all the nonsense that I can’t comprehend

Sometimes I grab a pen as if it’s my only friend, take a trip into the ethers and come up out of my skin

Sometimes I grab a pen and let the story begin

Sometimes I light the herb

Sometimes I crack the Hen

Sometimes I like to learn

Sometimes I like to win, but it really don’t matter cause at the end

Sometimes I grab a pen, grab a pen, grab a pen

Sometimes I grab a pen and start over again

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

© Maranate 2019

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