Shaking, like the day i was born; i was warned and still warmed to the sun; with Red Letter Day, on play
breaking banks and spending savings, to keep all four wheels still spinning...
three more weeks armed with paper, pocket change but no black key, feeling free and fucking careless; i left my worries in my sleep
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