The days are gone as the the lights turn on and
we search for the secrets in the
darkness, and all we can do is
say shit because it didn't turn out
how we wanted.
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Froot Loops @ Midnight
PoesiaI don't know why I care about your thoughts so much. Who the hell cares why you're up at three in the morning?
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The days are gone as the the lights turn on and
we search for the secrets in the
darkness, and all we can do is
say shit because it didn't turn out
how we wanted.
