I don't know where you're going,
but do you got room for one more troubled soul?
I don't know where I'm going,
but I don't think I'm coming home.
And I said I'll check in,
tomorrow if I don't wake up dead.
This is the road to ruin and we're starting at the end.
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The Kids on Exspes Street
Teen FictionWe've always been the odd ones out. We've always been able to pretend. We always thought we were exactly what our parents made us out to be. So we did everyone a favor; we ran away. Cover Art Credit: gelatoandchoco
