Honey I told you
that these things never last
and one of
stoned, half a mile from home
I was dragged a million
Hey man, don't feel sad
There's never been anything to worry
cecilia,
you didn`t wanna give your heart away
you tear apart with
Oh, you better not lose this one for sure
don't fall
Spinning wheels and heads
Either way I'm gone
A bitter tale unfolds
That
Slow down Henry, imagine for a while
that this life is
I'll show you how it feels to be the one
Come
let's slip away from this damn masqerade
just take my hand
don't dream what others do, don't tell me you're in
love's lost & rolling, rolling down the street
eight miles &
Take the blame and let's be on our way
Fall asleep
Dazed and confused
but most of all battered and bruised
I came
I wasted away on this damn piece of land till
So much for solitude and spills from the mind
romantisized as
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