I ▼ NY
14:15Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or designed
I feel so alone every Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine
It's like I told you honey
Come take a walk on the wild side Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Choose your last words, this is the last time Cause you and I, we were born to die . . .
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