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I only follow my heart, I realize after esoteric remarks
Making everything cliché, I so badly wish I were a Shaolin monk
If only I followed my head, I wouldn't crawl back to monasteries red
Tangled up in arteries, crying over flies in the pool
And not the cocktail sunset
Oh, every Buddhist's my type, I notice after revelations; mai tais
Making everything with haste, I'm a mixologist and ascetic guy
If only I followed my gut, no part of my kāṣāya would have been cut
Tangled up in silk chiffon, crying, I'm trying to be cool
But the truth is that I'm not
I'm not
I'm not
ns 15.158.61.8da2
