Look at me rhyme
behind time, running only
on tomorrow's line even
if it makes mother cry but
I know she won't die because
of spies on the clocks inside.
There ain't no drive too far
to ride, even if there are
a million mile signs, I'd
still go with you to dine while
the dress you wear is fine
and you give me shivers up
my spine, is enough for me
to be happy if I'd die.
Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC
Look at me rhyme
behind time, running only
on tomorrow's line even
if it makes mother cry but
I know she won't die because
of spies on the clocks inside.
There ain't no drive too far
to ride, even if there are
a million mile signs, I'd
still go with you to dine while
the dress you wear is fine
and you give me shivers up
my spine, is enough for me
to be happy if I'd die.
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