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May 2019
time is running... too quickly,
gotta drive in... the fast lane.
can it slow down, can we freeze time somehow
teardrops pouring... down while i drown in the mainstream can we slow it down somehow, im tryna catch my breath now.

wake up in the morning and face my inner demons
we’ll call it a day when i storm them away
just take what you’re given and paint it with a crayon
let’s go back to the days when we laugh at its face.

won’t let it chase me away, i’d fight,
won’t let it stay, or else i’d die
dear me come home, let’s laugh it off till we cry.

love’s in the air... i fell out
im cruisin’ my way back... to myself
ill find it somehow, gotta work on it right now
friends are moving... outta the state
im leaving in a year...
ill be outta here, ill miss this place but i hear, I'll...

wake up in the morning and face my inner demons
we’ll call it a day when i storm them away
just take what you’re given and paint it with a crayon
let’s go back to the days when we laugh at its face.

No matter what your going through
id always be right here for you
dreaming and thinking of what you will do
but let’s come back home, come back homeee.
My new composed song: https://youtu.be/sLk7ARMTCKg
Nica Monet
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Nica Monet  20/F
(20/F)   
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