sleeping the night away, so tired, good night
anad yet we tell it loudly, like a good joke, it echoes through the bartender...
anad yet we tell it loudly, like a good joke, it echoes through the bartenderous thundernights the kinds of nights you dream about as a tot, ah, the freedom of night is so bright before we truly awake to its terrors. back in the early corners, the novelty of night.
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