Just something I picked up. A knack of going along with someone else's thoughts, putting myself into it. It evolved from within me, Michelle Allyson Ali, not one of my favorite people but, that's where it came from.'
He's got three for the price of one. Nothing's free but guaranteed for a lifetime's use. I've changed the locks and you can't have one. You, you know the other two. The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear; I hear them screeching through the door from our driveway. Hey love, look into your glove-box heart. What is there for me inside? This love is tired. I've changed the locks. Have I misplaced you? Have we lost our minds? Will this never end? It could depend on your take. You. Me. We used to be on fire. If keys are all that stand between, can I throw in the ring? No gasoline. Just have me now. You are wild and I'm in your possession. Nothing's free so, have me now. I'm in your possession.
Have me.
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