I’m playing without sleeves

Rolled up and cringing
I’m playing without sleeves
You, you’re at nineteen
I think I know
I know what you mean
Rolled up and cringing
Clinging to the ceiling
I’m not flying so much as screaming
Rolled up and cringing
I’m playing without. Sleeves.

“Traveling, swallowing Dramamine.”

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