He said that we walk in the dark chocolate chip cookies and you are going to have to go out of style. We got that one of the gold coast guard at my hand. Oh, you don't know what I mean? It's only fairly simple, really.
Have you been up to the river lately? I know you won't have. I guess you can see the dark side of my life then. Hahaha!
The light from home ain't never gonna be my way back to paradise. Might be your homecoming but...not mine.
This predictive text is ridiculous. This predictive text is crazy. This predictive text is back. This predictive text returns. This predictive text is weird. This predictive text is returning yet again...
Fearless, they don't know where you want, yeah, I know you will do but I keep maps and you can sign in using pad file sharing and free upload services to the river to pray for you but honey, gonna lose me. Trust me, do it when we make up. Kiss me and you can be sure that I love it.
When will you just get away? That is not the promise I meant to say. It's in the way that we walk, in the moonlight. Remember!
Last week, we gotta mend us. No, no need to pretend, us. Know what to do, just what to do about it.
Could you send that sweet, baby, talk away?