ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: End of an era. 🐉
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀʏɴᴀ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏɴᴇ.
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ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟᴇ
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: When you were young. - The Killers
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: My darling, you run through my veins.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: In the night I hear them talk, the coldest story ever told.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: Everything went from good vibes to dead conversations.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: I was born to be different.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: The world is mine.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: Memories won't let you cry unless I don't return tonight
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: Am I your Salvation?
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: Don't forget to open your eyes.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: Troubled water running cold, can someone save my soul?
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ɪᴛs ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢʟᴇss ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ɴᴜᴍʙ.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏsᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs.
ᴏᴢᴀᴋᴀ ɢʀɪᴍᴢ: ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʟᴇss