SOFT TO TOUCH
LOCKED AWAY
CREAMY FUSION
ICE CREAM TRUCK RIBBON
I SCARED THEM
LIKE KIDS IN THE ALLEY WAY
TO MAN TO WOMAN GIVEN DELAY
LIKE THE UNIVERSE FREE
SPIRAL A BOW ACROSS MY BELLY
I MADE MYSELF WITHOUT TELLING YOU
I JUST THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO BE YOUR BABY BLU
CANT REALIZE OR SEE THE CASUALTY
I FIND IM KNOWING NOTHING AND RATHER GO BLIND
Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 7:22 AM UTC
SOFT TO TOUCH
LOCKED AWAY
CREAMY FUSION
ICE CREAM TRUCK RIBBON
I SCARED THEM
LIKE KIDS IN THE ALLEY WAY
TO MAN TO WOMAN GIVEN DELAY
LIKE THE UNIVERSE FREE
SPIRAL A BOW ACROSS MY BELLY
I MADE MYSELF WITHOUT TELLING YOU
I JUST THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO BE YOUR BABY BLU
CANT REALIZE OR SEE THE CASUALTY
I FIND IM KNOWING NOTHING AND RATHER GO BLIND
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