Love, if you had one shot or one opportunity

sees everything you ever wanted in one moment,

would you capture?

Or just let it slip.

Yo.

His palms are sweaty.

K knees weak arms are heavy.

There's vomit on his sweater already.

Mom's spaghetti. He's nervous nervous but on a surface he looks

calm and ready to drop arms but he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down the

whole crowd goes so loud he opens his mouth but the words won't come out. He's joking how. Everybody's choking now.

The clocks run out. Times up, overplash.

Man, natural reality.

O'T the ghost gravity.

O'T the ghost gravity.

He choked me so bad that he won't you run that easy no he won't

have it he knows it's so bad to these roads they don't matter he's fun

who knows that but he's probably so scandal he knows he knows he's So it's snaddling knows when it goes back to this road and wrong that's good

back to the lab in your

and so it gets me better than you're going to lose it's down.

Oh baby, why don't you just make me in the middle? I'm losing my mind just a little.

So why do you just make me in the middle in the middle

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