“I’m yellow he is blue it’s nothing we that could hide we made a green meadow whenever we would collide”
I will cry it out
I walk through the fire I give love
this isn’t romance
Do you wanna go?
The only want
somewhere in the USA in some storage room on a Sunday evening..
I still feel you
I came to claim my inheritance
I just want to celebrate
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