If that is how you have made it thus far...
Then that is by what I will live.
Songs of You:
You counted down the days until you could say "bye bye city bye bye"
You're walking down on Union
You see the roads and know they're apart of you.
You'll draw the guns you're given
Write down the words as written.
Descend the darkened stairways
Make hate
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