warranting another night keeping to your bed before the light sky turns around again. what a party going on. you have got your pj's on and on, these days like hanging rope. thank you for the red ones now. you didn't want to take a pretty thing from such sweet company. but oh you thought it just might take for you to make and then erase but it's still going going strong. half of you is on the ground. the other half is chasing pills with gin and crying let me in. you got your body moving round to someone else's hard-earned sound. grow up and leave what they have made.
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