All I know is that I love you so, so much it hurts.


I was always looking for a way to get out


I used to think you were cool and had a beautiful vision


Don't you wanna take me up in the clouds, pretend I'm the one and show me about.


How can you complain about life and talk about being bored if you just sit at Pete's house, doing sniffs you can't afford?


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