The Chariot - İf Wishes Were Horses, More Beggars Would Ride Them

A bullet to the sun.

Erase everything we have done.

Please, like a thief, won't you come?

Put an end to all of this fun.

I will see you in a Broadway year,

a New York second, a Wall Street minute,

A Hollywood moment.

This is it.

Why does not, this world just stop? 







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