I can hear the words like a good kid
I’m sick as to keep it
I see that I love, I cry if it was easy, I laughed
I always easy dealing with me as I love candy
The sweet smell permeates this really nicely filled with water over the tongue
Seems to have confused myself picking out wedding china, but in the fall
I can hear the words like a good kid
I’m sick as to keep it
No matter how I use sod rather torajyeobwado
A farewell to a man it is always crying
Done enough curiosity to disgust, having found love, leave me
I want to be loved like a child again, soon forgotten
I can hear the words like a good kid
I’m sick as to keep it
No matter how I use sod rather torajyeobwado
A farewell to a man it is always crying
(The men) I do not believe (always love sick) did not further
(Talking to himself every night only) Back to me without love I can not even look at or
I cheated on the first start if another
Suddenly all hands will leave less place
I soaked with tears and sighs are increasing, too
I love to play repeated cries utne
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