Cuban Cigar Crisis

Cuban Cigar Crisis - Titled songtekst

Je score:

 This confessional

 is no longer

 therapeutic

 

 It holds no solace

 for me anymore

 

 I can't drive anywhere

 without you ghost riding

 shotgun

 

 you are never coming back

 no matter how many times i write

 your name in the sand

 

 "Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinion drown out your own inner voice. And most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition."

 

 Will there be a test on this or are we all ready taking it?

 

 
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