no one knows how it got this far
but like the
When I was five we'd play doctor and hide out
she's at the border time turning slower finally over driven
She's a big girl so she lets go
I'm hers
i dont know why you make me cry you mean
I can count these lost days on my fingers pressed
i'm a wild boa with a grip as cold as
i dont really give it any worry anymore i've already
Doll crush this schoolboy
With eyes that light up my darkend
Back in Lincoln Park where I was mostly raised
Hanging
Jackie's hands are on top and everything's on count
The captain
i remember it was never this hard to talk before
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