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Aug 2020
Summers almost over same situation
Nothing new to add, no new revelation
My house looks good and my yard does too
Time on my hands, what we gonna do
Springtime came and went, summers almost through
Stuck behind this mayhem, what we gonna do
Is this just the now, or is this my new wife
For sure this is now, but i choose my life

So put on your mask come party with me
Still here and kicking is where i want to be
Future so bright, can't keep me feeling Blue
Life coming up, that's What We Gonna Do
Written by
Ty  M
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   Bogdan Dragos
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