Cuban Cigar Crisis
Cuban Cigar Crisis - Titled songtekst
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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?