[Simple. Right. No shred of doubt at all in his head.]
Wanna start movin' tomorrow?
[Because there's no way he's gonna want to move for quite some time unless it's to get a cigarette. All the touches of his mouth make him want to tattoo his name on his skin.]
I can't wait to have you back home, Freddy.
[To make that posh glass filled birdcage in the sky a home again.]
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Wanna start movin' tomorrow?
[Because there's no way he's gonna want to move for quite some time unless it's to get a cigarette. All the touches of his mouth make him want to tattoo his name on his skin.]
I can't wait to have you back home, Freddy.
[To make that posh glass filled birdcage in the sky a home again.]