The time has come for me to start packing
I’m folding
When I wake up in the morning time
I like to
When I walk down the streets at night.
All the brothers
He’s got the smile, swimming grace across his face
And it’s
The morning after the only laughter
Echoes from the night before
I'm
You know that I feel loveYou know that I'd give
Well it struck me just this morning,I haven't got a
I woke up in NYC With a bunch of anxietyRent's
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