Butterflies fall in love with roses while
your troubled mind's as complicated as tangled strings
I'd rather run through freeways and dodge through cars
Than have you running your mouth all the way to Mars.
Where you used to be, leaving me in hell . Better yet, maybe a one star hotel?
there's no need to light a night light on a
light night like tonight, for a night light's a slight light.
Downtown never sleeps. Just close your eyes, and count your sheep
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