Too many moths
Порох – count me in unannounced, drag my nails on the tile i just follow your scent you cant just follow my smile all of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine cutting me to the bone nothing left to leave behind you ought to keep me concealed just like i was a weapon i didnt come for a fight but i will fight till the end this might be your battle, might not turn out okay you know you look so seattle, but you feel so la eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh and i love the way you hurt me its irresistible, oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah i love the way i love the way i love the way you hurt me baby i love the way i love the way i love the way you hurt me baby im gonna get you to burst just like you were a bubble frame me up on your walls, to keep me out of trouble like a moth getting trapped in the light by fixation truly free, love it baby, im talking no inflation too many war wounds and not enough wars too few rounds in the ring and not enough se
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