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Idling and looking over the edge Are all the fantasies I'm dreading will leave my head Hopeless and left with no choice Imagining never thinking twice And doing the first thing that pops into your mind Nothing can stop you And everyone's the same Will there be no dreams then? Are dreams only dreams because they don't come true?
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
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Idling and looking over the edge Are all the fantasies I'm dreading will leave my head Hopeless and left with no choice Imagining never thinking twice And doing the first thing that pops into your mind Nothing can stop you And everyone's the same Will there be no dreams then? Are dreams only dreams because they don't come true?
ericaa
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
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