San Francisco Bay Area, California
11/29/2020
Egotistic
I have nothing to say, go away
What more can be said?
Even if I get mad, that only hurts my lips
So do whatever you want
Night Out
I’ll Be Home For Christmas
098. Hold onto me
We build it up, we tear it down
We leave our pieces on the ground
We see no end, we don’t know how
We are lost and we’re falling
Hold onto me, you’re all I have,
All I have…
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