can i pull this from the air?
do i have
So when we all took our first breath
We line up
Sitting in the car, talking with the window down
See the
I am sure this place is ruining me
All missed opportunities
Home
In my old bed
With the new sheets
I suppose I could
A list of my qualities to look over if you
We're in your car, no heat in the cold
I'm waiting
My heart will not slow
Bringing it home, keeping it home
And
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