Sunday Mixtape

And only two days late!

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I’m ten years down the road
Nowhere to run, ain’t got nowhere to go

And tell me that you wanna be
With nobody else but me
It’ll be good
It’ll be like coming home

I’ve got to get your presence
Let’s make it known
I think you’re just so pleasant
I would like you for my own

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