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I call this one summer in New York City. Cherry Cola sippin where the bitchy seem pretty. Long days and even longer nights. We fuss, we fight, wake up and everythings all right. Long board down coney island tell me your secrets. Spin round n round, forever young and forever proud. A new life she has found. Fish bowl diet, capri smoking riot. I swear these memories cant be real life. Careful not to blink twice. Everything great comes at a price. Fucking sellout? Yeah right. Cheers to the beginning of the never ending summer nights.
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i smile, i cry, i laugh, eye die. What a strange world we live in, and we wonder why? Stranded in a desert in a city of sand. No one to hold, no one to understand. Never love a cowboy. He’ll leave you tied to a cactus. With nothing more then dry lungs, and the scars thorns leave engraved. Finally, she awoke shaken as the cold sweats she thought were tears rolled down her face. Although it was a far away dream the most peculiar thing happened. One small thorn was placed perfectly above her heart. Her face was red as the roaring sun, and as she walked to the mirror to try and reverse what was done… it struck her. Memories cannot be undone & ACiD is not that fun.
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Blow me. Her words were as toxic as her mind. Chemically imbalanced like a green sky, something was off. like her soul was a holographic flame being splashed across the universe. None of it made sense. And that is, exactly how she prefers you.