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Nicholas Osceola Zepeda
Nicholas Osceola Zepeda
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Joel Luis Setien
Joel Luis Setien
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We messed up Maybe hop onto my baby blue little Vespa Let's take a tiny trip and get our rest up, yeah While I go find the best of me Lies lies lies I'm always in my mind I never pay attention Learn a lesson I messed up right But Tell me what you want Tell me Tell me where you are Tell me Tell me what you want For you I'll never be too far No more calls Through late night walls No more trips when autumn falls No more help when I feel off I guess I need you No I need you I know I have what you really like So I guess I'll work to make this right We messed up Maybe hop onto my baby blue little Vespa Let's take a tiny trip and get our rest up, yeah While I go find the best of me We messed up Maybe hop onto my baby blue little Vespa Let's take a tiny trip and get our rest up, yeah While I go find the best of me Lay down On reclaimed ground Tryna figure out Your sound Muted a bit since the booster seat Zooted until it was cool to bleed Spot you a couple for quarter a zip In hopes of you showing me holes you hid Back then we grew up quick No time to feel like kids Matching scars Under patches of Walmart Fashion we stole Wasn't love but it's close No more calls Through late night walls No more trips when autumn falls No more help when I feel off I guess I need you No I need you We messed up Maybe hop onto my baby blue little Vespa Let's take a tiny trip and get our rest up, yeah While I go find the best of me We messed up Maybe hop onto my baby blue little Vespa Let's take a tiny trip and get our rest up, yeah While I go find the best of me
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