Dylan Gaudreault - Happy Home

the first time i seen ya, i started 2 fiend ya
you got me a dreama,
having fantasies of trying 2 be the best man i can be
i know in reality, im immature, but thaz only the surface
so actually, before ya defer, realize my converse
it only deepens, notice within a thug gent. peepin
my truest feelings only seeping through a crevice
acknowledging, i hold ya precious, my truest treasure

let us spend 2gether, forever
have a happy home where we have a family 2 call own
days when i no longer have 2 handle it all alone

i got you to keep me strong, when all the pressure is on
when all those fake homies are gone, you show me love all day long


2 be continued...

Dylan Gaudreault

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