I'm constantly amazed by where I've ended up in my life.
I never thought that dead babies would be the solution to a problem.
Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.
But you're my problem. Drugs are a problem. Love is a problem.
I'm constantly amazed by how I become a fixture in a room.
I never thought that I would be dating a lifestyle, more than a man.
Not my life. Not my life. Not my life.
But you're in my life. And I think I'm in love with you.
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I slept through some of this?
Lady.
It's okay. It's not my dead baby.
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