Sunday, May 15 |
fast enough so we can fly away
i remember we were driving, driving in your car speed so fast i felt like i was drunk city lights lay out before us and your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder and i had a feeling that i belonged and i had a feeling i could be someone, be someone, be someone
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