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Smoking Camels’ in the balcony,
Ain’t it such a perfect celebrate?
You know that it was such a vital thing to me
To make it great.

But now it’s failed got no joy and where’s the happiness?
I am on the way to be upset.
And on the 31% percent we’ve lost progress.
But the cheeks of all are red.

Am I here? Is it true?
Why the time is so cruel?
Where’s the hell have you’ve been?
Thanks for my 17teen.

Summer Monday has broken my plans
Making party outside the door.
And so we, so we sit here and laugh again.
I’m asking can we do it much more?

Sky is crying but we have fun.
And I also got this disease.
All the time our stories are run and run.
Can you stop it please?

So what are you laughing at?
You’ve dropped the cake, do you regret?
Don’t tell my mom, she shouldn’t know.
Let’s clear the carpet and let it go.

One day I’ll be old. But it’s not today.
My life isn’t sold. It’s the holiday.
It’s the holy day when I got my friends.
Even if you say that everything ends.

Anyhow I live, anyhow I go.
I got some to give, I got some to show.
If you have some time you can take your sit.
Alcohol and lime don’t you be so greed.
Help me stand up, let’s dance again.
And then let’s play “Video Games”.
Oh I see that you need my help.
It is about the three more steps.

The moon is up we sit so close.
Sunrise is soon and smells like rose.
I see the sun, and see the rive
I had no better day in life.

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