This Feels Like a Nightmare.

sixtysomethingdays. when does it get easier?

We're Just Livin', Making Being Here Enough

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Honey, This Town Ain't Big Enough For Us Both

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So, I headed for Chicago.

I'll Keep My Composure, You Keep To Yourself

You're burning out, just skin and bones.

Pale face, hollow gaze.

I won't keep my light on anymore.

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