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If I can make this night light enough to move" "Yeah, I've got love-handles but, I cannot handle love" "I'm fast approaching death, You're not helping it, Your smile's been losing it's charm. You still think you've got it." "High rise veins of the avenue, Bright eyes in subtle variations of blue Everywhere is balanced there like a rainbow above you" Aw man, OwlCity? "The glove compartment is inaccurately named, And everybody knows it." "Won't you come outside, love? Won't you come outside? Won't you please be mine, love? Won't you come outside?" Goodnight+Goodbye. Might not be back tomorrow. "Come now, sleep." |
