Barely moving,
I gut my jewels it don't help,
Lead you past him, your absence haunts in my head,
Why you take it back?
Don't pretend,
Don't pretend,
Why you take it back?
And she'll be the death of me,
Telling me I'm ok…
I can't take the truth🖤
.. rythm, hit different, as all of your compositions
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biv-badass intelligent vocalist