Sometimes in my life
I take all my hopes and dreams,
You taught me how to love
And you taught me how
and the world turns
and the world turns
and the
We have nothing to fear
Even fear itself
Has been defeated now
They
Don’t bend down in front of me
It’s more than I
The girl who works in the record shop
She says that
You left your notes on lesbian sex
On the fishtank in
It's time to start a new world order
bit by
An empty throat
Under the streetlights I don’t know
A broken home
And
5am and he wakes up slow
Lifts himself up out of
I don't have time to stand here with you
Fighting
I need two hearts
One to breathe with
And one to give
It’s not the car you drive that’s you
And it’s not
A sore heart and a hand to hold
A sore
Meet me at the shooting range
Because I have lots
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