what's wrong with the lights?
Oh, how you run.
How you run from the truth, how you fall and falter, your brain sparkling like scattered pieces of broken glass shining like a wave of rubies and amber as the rear end of the car drops you off on the corner and leaves you there for the next guy.
How you run from the truth, how you fall and falter, your brain sparkling like scattered pieces of broken glass shining like a wave of rubies and amber as the rear end of the car drops you off on the corner and leaves you there for the next guy.
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