to me, expecting, walking up to me, expecting words. It happens all the time. Present company
accepted, present company accept the words. It happens every night. Present company excluded
every time.
Don't you want me to wake up? Then give me just a bit of your time. I can miss a
bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can
miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time.
I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your
time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your time. I can miss a bit of your
time.
I can miss a bit of your time.
Every night's a different story. It's a dirty car piled up with you. Everybody's getting
younger. It's the end of the paradise truth. Killing it with close inspection. Killing
it can only make it worse. It sort of makes it breathe. Present company accepting presently.
We all expect the worst. It works just like me. There's a part of me hoping it's true.
