The sandy haired son of hollywoodLost his faith in all
And it starts like this we crave to be kissedBy
I will not be here foreverSo I will not waste
Here I am and I don't have much to sayIt
Gazing down on fields far awayStaring out at all I
I wanted perfection from every song Ive ever sungBut that
And so life continuesAs matter does not disappearAnd you are
Miguel sits at the corner store with skin like terra
Stale coffee, auto-matTired candy staring backAt my ghost in the
And i want to be downAnd i want to get
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