you know what day it is,
0419 - 0420,
And I'm counting the stars, cause I wanna know how far you are.
This holiday is so damn illegal.
Spring in new york,
A pink sunset tonight...
finally joined the club.
I've got that summertime, summertime sadness,
Build a man a fire, and he's warm for a night.
Set a man on fire, and he's warm forever.
that smolder look.
Caught with her hand in the Nutella jar,
Got tipsy after two flutes of champagne today.
I failed so hard I won.
That's why I'm here.
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