note to self - film school

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New van, it's old and a wreck Mom's eyes will always match your bed Fool's gold is all that we had Film school, you'll fail and end up dead Days gone by, I won't miss you Should've been me to hit you I wish you would've implored me I wanna see what is for me I wanna take you to dinner I wanna hate you for winter I know I'll give you a reason Save me
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