Look how we crossin the finish line
Last night I had a dream that was so real I woke up in a cold sweat, it felt so ill I stared into the face of an angel tainted by the city, you ain’t from this place it’ll change you Walkin by, I thought I was sly Offered to try, at first I thought she was shy ‘Til I saw this guy at the bar talkin to her reckless She ignored him, cast a glance in my direction, started dancin to my section … Her body flyer than a jet pilot… Read More
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