the weather’s fine
i turned on a dime
turncoat for rhyme
words, they got me
i got my words
what the fuck am i doing here?
can’t believe my mom asked me about luke
am i reviewing my life now?
god, sam, and ashley
yeah, it’s a big k p party
wow
that’s too true, mahn
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