Weekend at the Lake
This is where my friends are
Silliness and shooting stars
The end of "just one more year"
A new girl and old jokes
That still make me laugh
A weekend without worries or tears
Where nobody remembers who won all the games
And the fish can always rise from the ashes.
Home is where my friends are
And I can breathe easy
This is where my friends are
Silliness and shooting stars
The end of "just one more year"
A new girl and old jokes
That still make me laugh
A weekend without worries or tears
Where nobody remembers who won all the games
And the fish can always rise from the ashes.
Home is where my friends are
And I can breathe easy
The number of unmatched socks in this sock drawer is: 0. Add your own sock.
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