People come, people go.
Some grow young.
Some grow cold.
I woke up in between,
A memory and a dream.
So let's get to the point.
Lets roll another joint,
And let's head on down the road.
There's some where I gotta go,
And you don't know how it feels.
You don't know how it feels..
to be me ~
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