Singing some-something
Rushing the boulevard
To see the path of your lives
Being good about
Happy [?]
Give ambition
I won permission
I play guitar
And you don't know me
I play guitar
And I know you friend
It doesn't fit your stand
Or me
Singing some-something
Rushing the boulevard
I see your faces so cold
You are mad
You have, becuase
Give me ambition
I won permission
I play guitar
And you don't know me
I play guitar
And I know you friend
It doesn't fit your stand
It doesn't fit your stand
Or me
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