there's an old voice in my head that's holding me back,
well tell her that i miss our little talks.
soon it will all be over and buried with our past,
we used to play outside when we were young,
and full of life and full of love.
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love this song! it makes me wanna run around in the sun with neon face paint and silly string to shoot at everyone/thing in my way.
hope you're being carefree on this summers day!
xx
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