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| ONE This songs been written many times before, what's left to say but listen to the poets and remember yesterday, a manufactured history makes perfect sense to me, I've left no room for plain reality, you are my fantasy, my destiny, my one and only. You smile in my direction in my mind I'm feeling your affection, we share a ciggarette the smoke seems to restrain. looking through that hazy cloud, it becomes a sacred shroud until you exhale and it all falls away and i will never be the same again. I seem to justify delusions, I've made you my perfection and now I'm trying hard to sort through this confusion, I'm not gonna sit here and tell you how my heart bleeds but every now and then it skips a beat and everyday reminding me, just what it is you mean and who I want you to be, my one and only. |
freddy's gone concentration span mondays still no 1 holidays 16 getting on the grind. S.A.W fatboy skank clothes be like Mike My Music ode fishing thing one |