in camp with alot of cute guys
and what theyre saying isnt all lies
when you belive
you will atcheve
i miss home
at least i have my phone
so i still get to talk to you
and thats just what i'll do
yes there is someone
if there wasnt where whould be the fun
i dont think he likes me
o well im having a blast so are we
camp is great
this must have been fate
i know have a voice
and doing this was my choice
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