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The parched sounds of summer are getting used to it
Not thinking about anything in the heat
It's patchwork
Based on boiling heat
The thoughts that repeat over and over again in the depths of my eyes
I made it into lyrics
rapper The origin of the name is I tell people too many stories that were once called lies. I can no longer keep track of what I talked about and to whom. Something patchwork From my experience, I realized that Named with a warning for the future Currently working Write poems about everyday life I am doing production etc.