You are the one that feels like no one's home to be left alone is the narrow from my bone
Feels like a motherfucker when the curly black
Serves me warm russian tea
hair on my sweather spells S.A.M. was here last winter carves our love carves our love into a tree
you were the one mad pilot fly into the mire
you are my skymad angels fly.
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