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Teriyaki chicken made by the Teriyaki Boyz from the comfort of their 1980s Volkswagen

Please forgive, I got no desire,
I was warm but you put out the fire.
So don't hold back my tears.

Now you just try to avoid looking me in the face,
not even our thoughts can see eye to eye.
Please let's forget the lies we told ourselves.

I used to dream bout your golden hair,
than November came and we're not the same, anymore,
but I guess we're happy.

Put on your shoes,
let's go for a stroll downtown.
So look out for the monsters,
hiding in corners, living in alleys,
hunting down our dreams.

Let's run in opposite directions,
so if the world is round,
we'll meet again.

And if I fall off a cliff,
no one will catch me,
but if the world's round,
we'll meet again.

And if I drown,
will there be anyone to save me.
But if the world's round,
I'll see you again.

So don't you stop,
we'll meet again.
Don't you turn,
that's not the plan,

And don't blame me,
if I don't make it.
I'm at the pub,
trying to forgive and forget.

desiremeet againplan

◄ Silent sounds of quiet quirky quiffs

My essay will be finished once the seventh seal breaks and the angles get their trumpets or whatever ►


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