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And no
Now
He parked his car
Fixed his shirt tail
Burned it down
I get it
So forget
Here’s to my dreams!
May they make my chest hurt
My head spin
And my fingers wish for your skin
Here’s to you!
And no
Now
He parked his car
Fixed his shirt tail
Burned it down
I get it
So forget
Here’s to my dreams!
May they make my chest hurt
My head spin
And my fingers wish for your skin
Here’s to you!