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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"so its haunted and in the middle of the woods?" She counted on her fingers the things wrong here.
"Boy are you trying to get murdered?" She raised an eyebrow, dumbfounded
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~Oc~ |
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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rubbing the red marks on her arms, she yawned and stretched her arms above her head. Shaking her head, she put the items away before taking care of her animals in the house with her. Once done, she sat down, scrolling through her phone and reading
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~Oc~ |
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"might as well, i dont need some dead kids life on my shoulders." She shrugged and hefted her backpack on. Rolling her head to loosen her neck muscles.
"Alright pretty boy. Lets roll out." She smirked and let him lead the way
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~Oc~ |
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"I walked here, but yes I do." She looked at him. Heaving a lazy sigh she groaned.
"Ill be back."
And about five minutes later she pulled up in front of him with a big black truck.
"Get in loser, the truant police will be here soon."
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"shut up, get in the truck and tell me where to go."
She shifted into gear and left the school campus, turning om the windshield wipers as she did so. Taking turns as he said and relying upon his vocalized directions.
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"A spring? That sounds like fun." She grinned, looking at her.
"Do you want to drop off our stuff inside and go?"
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[color=white] Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"Aight." She nodded and did what she needed. By the time they got there, it was pouring outside.
"This creepy a.ss place it?" She looked through the windshield at the large home she pulled into the driveway of
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"oh my such a gentleman. Catch me Im swooning." She fanned herself with a hand and pretended to faint. Laughing to herself as she took the jacket and held it above her head. Exiting the drivers seat of the truck
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"one teenage boy living on his own? Must look like its straight out of the magazine. " she rolled her eyes and shifted in her boots, the dirt around her feet becoming muddy as it rained
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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She shook her head as she stepped through the front door.
"I dont smoke inside. And what the hell you mean its explosive? What do you have up there?" Caste raised an eyebrow, curious. The girl was like a walking anarchists cookbook. She knew how to make just about any type of bomb or explosive there was.
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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She narrowed her eyes and scrunched her eyebrows.
"What the f.uck mate?"
Caste shook her head. This boy was something else tellin her this shi.t. if this boy was forreal he should probably be in like yales medical division or somethin.
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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Looking around for a bit, she finally sat down as well. Next to him.
"Yeah, I got you. But your in school, thats all you have to do. Dont worry about it, your still young. I mean, who knows. Im probably just going to breed lizards forever. Its easy and it brings in what I need. At worst what, you can strip and be a rocket scientist on the side?" She laughed and patted him on the back, retracting her arm when she felt a lump under the clothing.
"What the hell"
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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Changing the tab on her phone sent it into a loading screen. Black with a white moving circle. In the reflection however she could see the ceiling and behind her slightly. What she saw took her aback. Whipping around to look she narrowed her eyes.
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"Bruise kinda easy? Boy you got somethin funky as a fresh new f.uck goin on and I am slightly concerned." She raised her eyebrows, touching her fingers on her right hand with her left.
"Dont change the subject with what I love."
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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She crossed her legs and leaned back on the couch meeting the dogs stare.
"Maybe later, im good for now mate."
She shook her head, smiling.
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Caste sat on the couch, maintaining eye contact with the dog. A starING contest if you will.
how ride of him to leave...I should probably go,the monitors likely need to be fed...
She hummed the assassin's creed theme to herself as she thought. The eyes contact breaking when his dog looked away
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[color=white] Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"Oh, ok."
She slumped, a little downtrodden. But she followed anyways, the smile returning to her face quickly
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"That's understandable I suppose." She shrugged entering the house and closing the door behind her. Setting her few items down, she followed the girl and leaned on the door frame leading into the kitchen. Watching her
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Following the dogs gaze she turned her head only to meet the eyes of james. Immediately she noticed his change in disposition.
"Yeah, he's fine. But are you? You seem kinda different fam. I dunno, dissapointed maybe? What's up?"
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[color=white] Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times
I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired
Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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"Ah,yeah. I got ya." She nodded, understanding. Her eyes watching the two interact.
"How long have ya had him?" She absent-mindedly traced her right hand with her left as her thought processes worked tirelessly, her question focused on the dog he was paired to
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