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Took out an entire city looking for myself one night Heaven wasn't at the bottom of those bottles Well it never was but it's on your lips and I need it I used to write sad things about the boy who wanted to **** me for fun but he's dead now and I'm just saying they do call me the love arsonist If refusing to be quieted for anyone's convenience is illegal, I'll take the twenty-five to life, If loving you is a crime I want the ******* death sentence
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
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Took out an entire city looking for myself one night Heaven wasn't at the bottom of those bottles Well it never was but it's on your lips and I need it I used to write sad things about the boy who wanted to **** me for fun but he's dead now and I'm just saying they do call me the love arsonist If refusing to be quieted for anyone's convenience is illegal, I'll take the twenty-five to life, If loving you is a crime I want the ******* death sentence
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
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