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her face went red again. one more bus home
another silent weekend. you said love was painted gold
like all things growing old
her face went red again. one more bus home
another silent weekend. you said love was painted gold
like all things growing old
so carry on
they have painted gold
this cage and the actor has betrayed and yet i repeat
so carry on
they have painted gold
this cage and the actor has betrayed and yet i repeat