i hate it here, so i will go to secret gardens in my mind
people need a key to get in, the only one is mine
i read about it in a book when i was a precocious child
no mid-sized city hopes and small town fears
i'm there most of the year
'cause I hate it here...
~
las palabras son lo único que tenemos.
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