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These are the lyrics to a song that i wrote about finding a way to escape from things |
| One more night I spent alone Another fight I had at home I don't know If you know The place inside my mind But it's beautiful And colorful And I go there all the time It's got breezes and smiles It always gets me by It's got music And sunshine And filled with pumkin pie One more sentence repeated another memory deleted Now their coming to get me And my place is what I see It's got Breezes And smiles It always gets me by It's got music And sunshine And filled with pumkin pie |