12-07-03. Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I don't know why.

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Keep making me laugh, let's go get high. The road is long, we carry on and try to have
fun in the meantime. Come and take a walk on the wild side, let me kiss you hard in 

the pouring rain. You like your girls insane? Choose your last words, this is the last time.
Couse you and I, we were born to die.
 

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