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kay couple corrections: put your swords away
we love it til our death
burn the ghost we've carried home
my stomach feels sick, bitter and open
(he threatens to leave but won't let me)
(Infatuations Break Us down)
kay couple corrections: put your swords away
we love it til our death
burn the ghost we've carried home
my stomach feels sick, bitter and open
(he threatens to leave but won't let me)
(Infatuations Break Us down)