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Jun 2019
I now remember on this bus ride
I used to look to the sky
see the clouds float by
now I keep my head to the ground
and I've been down
I've been down

I remember I used to keep my head in the clouds
and let my mind roam around
but sooner or later
you can no longer pretend
What's around, whats around
and it gets me down
it gets me down

But I'll still say I love you
I haven't lost hope in life just yet
and may we stay true
to the best that they can see in you
the best that they see in you
Hopeless Outlet
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Hopeless Outlet  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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