pure and blood-stained
Dodano: 20 LIPCA 2012
Tiffany Blews
Tiffany Blews
Oh, my friends all lie and say
They only want the best wishes for me,
Oh, 3, 2, 1, we go live.
Oh, baby, you're a classic
Like a little black dress,
You're a faded moon,
Stuck on a little hot mess.
And oh, baby, you're a classic
Like a little black dress,
But you'll be faded soon,
Stuck on a little hot mess.
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Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city.
