LEESE.A.M
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Ask me anything
This is not me, this is not me
This is me
Getting old, getting cold and getting stoned
I’ll write backwards and call it art
I’ll set things right from the very start
And I know my heart won’t get in the way
I hope to God that they take me away
While my foot is tapping out the rhythm
While my foot just taps out the rhythm
