I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change.
Though all the feelings that broke through that door just didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t seem to be too real.
The yard is nothing but a fence, the sun just hurts my eyes somewhere.
It must be time for penitence. Gardening at night is never where.
Gardening at night. Gardening at night. Gardening at night.
The neighbors go to bed at ten.
Call the prayer line for a change.
The charge is changing every month.
They said it couldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t be arranged.
We ankled up the garbage...
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