She walked outside among the men
Finding me, your last
Two-million miles, her way was close
To her, inside...
Can't you see, her life is broken
Turn back, believe nothing is alright
Finding me, your last
Two-million miles, her way was close
To her, inside...
Can't you see, her life is broken
Turn back, believe nothing is alright
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licanray:
??? why would you want to be friends with me?
psychemoon:
lovely.