I just want to go home so I can cry. Where is this fucking bus.
Keep talking. Keep the avalanche of tears from pouring out of my soul.
It feels like so much of what do with you is cry.
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I just want to go home so I can cry. Where is this fucking bus.
Keep talking. Keep the avalanche of tears from pouring out of my soul.
It feels like so much of what do with you is cry.