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Sep 2015
I still have my teenage dream eyes,
when the rest of me is rusting
I still see the beauty in the sunset
while the rest of me feels it's heat

I still have my teenage dream eyes
They see the love in all the other people
While the rest of me knows they're in it for themselves
My teenage dream eyes, get me into a lot of trouble

I'd like to keep them, for as long as I can though.
I
Jay G
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Jay G
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