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i don't like the games you play

theyre messing with my mind now

and when the sun comes up

our dreams crash down, so low (so low)

breathing slow, just let me know

can you survive tonight (tonight)

i've got some bright ideas

just waiting here

fresh, still in the box

Desiree' Chacon · 461 days ago
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06.19.2019 (461 days ago)
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