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The impulsive something still on my back Into today, it often hack Just eyeing the when I loosened speed From that “teenage” mental, cannot be free It still regulate the feeling of me I may have been acting in accordance with it Things have been wasted in the past It will be sometimes before it rust Youth on my back Things have been wasted in the past It will be sometimes before it rust From that “teenage” Mental, cannot be free It still ragurate feeling of me Youth on my back