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Jan 2014
I just want another go
I just want to let go
I just want to see
I just want to be

Things seem so cheap
Things make it so I can't sleep
Things never seem to look up
Things always make life ****

I told you why
I told you I'd fly
I told you it'd end
I told you I wouldn't bend

But it's all good
But I'm alright
Because in this neighborhood
Everyone loses sight
John
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John  28/M/New York
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