.Crumple up these dirty leaves. I'm getting too high to breathe. And as I'm clutching lines in the street, she just keeps text messaging me. You don't even know what it means, just how much that you mean to me.
And there is sunlight behind my eyelids; it comes in the shape of your sultry sil.
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