i need more attention and less admirationi can make concessions
i was waiting for the ringingfor the light to shinei
i'm just a lonely boywith fears dreams tears and joya
i've been waiting for so long to show you i
he smoke of a cigarette, a table with flowers ice
i met Nico few years ago a single drag, a
somewhere in the indian summerthe leaves on the ground, red,
i know what the word late means i know it's
she threw away her vile past to find along a
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