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Текст: Gob. Too Late No Friends. Soda.

like i knew that you would come to me and we would run away with all
our dreams. Don't you think if i prepared a bit that we would try to
make it all complete. We'll run away it's not the kind of thing that i
do in a normal day but it's so cool that we're together and we're
smiling drink-ing soda.

I want to jump in a lake sun shining down on a beach in the summer(x6)