You were born in 67
About 9 o clock at night
A couple years before I lost control
and ended up inside.
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The clouds in
Camarillo
Shimmer with a light that s
So unreal
Now I fear the stories
That they told me
Of how I hurt my baby
Must be somehow true
I stopped taking all my pills
they made me feel so dead inside.
Just like the sun was going out
I didn t think I сould survive
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Now I m writing from a caravan
behind your nana s place
I think myl spirit will be happier
with the stars in outer space.
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