I caught you lying
I caught you picking your teeth off the floor
Not so pretty now are you?
Now your dead soul calls out again to me.
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 4:27 PM UTC
I caught you lying
I caught you picking your teeth off the floor
Not so pretty now are you?
Now your dead soul calls out again to me.
"That keep calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me"
20th of February, 2018.
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