fint var det. mycket fint.
saknar henne redan.
I feel her eyes watching mefrom behind the curtain of her hairand she says I'm sorryI didn't mean to stareI say I think I really have to go nowbut oh baby, maybe somedaymaybe somehow.
du är farlig.
I want a girl with lips like morphine, Knock me out every time they touch me. I wanna feel a kiss just crush me, And break me down.
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