Van gogh
Dead poet society
Feels like Summer
No
Not now
Years go by in an hour
My God
Sit Down
Yellow walls and blue sounds
Gotta get up
Gotta get out of here
I'm leaving right now
No sleep
Red eyes
Dirty hands
Long nights
Van Gogh needs some color
She holds lights above her
Feels like Summer
Talk fast
Stay proud
Grind my teeth just a little
Calm down
Unwind
Sneak out back, white wine
Gotta get up
Gotta get out of here
I'm leaving right now
No sleep
Red eyes
Dirty hands
Long nights
Van Gogh needs some color
She holds lights above her
Feels like Summer
Van Gogh needs some color
She holds lights above her
Feels like Summer
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