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wild ride
this life is a wild ride.
in april you’re crying yourself to sleep at night,
imagining what will happen when you’re not here anymore,
thinking of ways to end it that will sting a little less
for the people...
in april you’re crying yourself to sleep at night,
imagining what will happen when you’re not here anymore,
thinking of ways to end it that will sting a little less
for the people...
