i’m tired, and i can’t sleep but i’ll try, so i can dream ... from state to state, you know i’d race BUT NOBODY KNOWS WHICH EXIT IS YOURS beulah, “night is the day turned inside out”
i’m tired, and i can’t sleep but i’ll try, so i can dream
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from state to state, you know i’d race BUT NOBODY KNOWS WHICH EXIT IS YOURS beulah, “night is the day turned inside out”