Happy Birthday, Me
The older one's age gets, the less angelic
one's dreams become. It's all too psychedelic
how what once felt complete
goes quickly obsolete.
Happy birthday, me! I'm now a relic!
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The older one's age gets, the less angelic
one's dreams become. It's all too psychedelic
how what once felt complete
goes quickly obsolete.
Happy birthday, me! I'm now a relic!
|
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