On the day of the election, he is nervous
He's prepared his victory speech
He's prepared his consolation speech
He's dressed in his sharpest suit
He's ready
And, as he stares at himself in the mirror
He says:
"Love isn't supposed to be like this"
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
On the day of the election, he is nervous
He's prepared his victory speech
He's prepared his consolation speech
He's dressed in his sharpest suit
He's ready
And, as he stares at himself in the mirror
He says:
"Love isn't supposed to be like this"
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