Dont let there be Something sour in my coffee. Theres fourteen year olds Screaming
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get out of my country. I wont let him rise just to say goodbye. Hourly, daily. The August cold brings something bad in its sock drawer. Theres too much hate covering up those once white walls. I dont want my boy thinking Im only to avoid. Tread safe hourly, daily.
Hes the splitting image and the oldest of two. Now what kind of mess have you gone and gotten yourself into?
Make a morning pledge To the heart of the city quiet. Pray the daybreak sun Can fill up the halls of a sleepless night. Bring one good face into this house today. Hourly, daily.
Hes the splitting image and the oldest of two. Now what kind of mess have you gone and gotten yourself into?