Well, R can't say I didn't tried.
What question, I didn't have the chance to ask.
Stop worrying about the wolves outside the fences, they may don't exist.
Worry about the one inside the fences.
Choice, Free choice.
The gardens of forked paths.
and this path looks so crumpy, so full of obstacles.
and I'm not sure the end of this path it's worth of it.
got that impression.
There lies the easy path.
The one that leads back to T.
To his wicked ways.
What I should do.
Billie didn't write a song about that.
she should.
What question, I didn't have the chance to ask.
Stop worrying about the wolves outside the fences, they may don't exist.
Worry about the one inside the fences.
Choice, Free choice.
The gardens of forked paths.
and this path looks so crumpy, so full of obstacles.
and I'm not sure the end of this path it's worth of it.
got that impression.
There lies the easy path.
The one that leads back to T.
To his wicked ways.
What I should do.
Billie didn't write a song about that.
she should.
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