I try to design
And the swirls the lines I try to translate
But my dialect
The one I speak in my mind
The words don't match up
They're foggy
And it comes out in jumbles.
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Jumbles
I try to design
And the swirls the lines I try to translate
But my dialect
The one I speak in my mind
The words don't match up
They're foggy
And it comes out in jumbles.
