Patience now.
One more breathe to go.
Are we coming on too
Are you sure you had to move,
Move that far away?
Just
One two one two three one go four two
They're angels
Stretch legs out gently.
There's no reason you can't and quickly.
I'm
I, I am a fake.
And I, I am a fraud.
I
Here we are, don't tell a soul
of secrets held with
I just can't say that I blame you
For buying
There's a ghost on every corner of this town.
They're reminding
Take me back to California
I wanna get back to California
If
Wake, It's morning.
It's time to get dressed.
Wake, It's morning.
It's time
I don't know how street lights congregate
These dark sidewalks, me
I, I am a fake.
And I, I am a fraud.
I
Take me back to California
I wanna get back to California
If
Are you sure you had to move
Move that far away
Just
As I sift through these photographs,
I sit and remember back
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