red.dahlia:
2|52: I still owe money to the money to the money I owe.
red.dahlia:
Hey you, what do you see? Something beautiful, something free?
red.dahlia:
the neon lights are on me tonight.
red.dahlia:
let's have a black celebration.
red.dahlia:
I want to fly away but I'm stuck on the ground.
red.dahlia:
God only knows what I'd be without you.
red.dahlia:
I am your neighbour I can see you
red.dahlia:
somewhere beyond the sea.
red.dahlia:
and we'll walk in the sun
red.dahlia:
next stop Vegas, please.
red.dahlia:
the book of dahlia.
red.dahlia:
the pursuit of happiness.
red.dahlia:
a half-remembered dream.
red.dahlia:
something in the dark began to squeeze me
red.dahlia:
'until my legs give out from underneath me. till the lights go out.'
red.dahlia:
BOURBON ST
red.dahlia:
all of the lights.
red.dahlia:
my beautiful dark twisted fantasy.
red.dahlia:
as dreamers do.
red.dahlia:
tried to endure what i could not forgive.
red.dahlia:
we got sea legs.
red.dahlia:
i wear my...
red.dahlia:
wonderstruck.
