''The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and I had it all; I had him right there where I wanted Him. She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause. She took him faster than you can say Sabotage.''
O sobie: When I'm nervous I have this thing I talk too much
Sometimes I just can't shut the hell up
It's like I need to tell someone, anyone who'll listen
And that's where I seem to fuck up,
I forget about the consequences, for a minute there I lose my senses
And in the heat of the moment my mouth's starts going the words stop flowing ...
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