i wish that i could go back to the night in which i saw little joy play a few feet from me.
thats the night i called jesse right when i got home and explained every little thing that went on. But only because he actually wanted to hear it.
I'm listening now and I want to be there again.
"and so i wont play the part in your own mistakes. no way... not unless you stay."
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