My feet are cold but yours are so warm
they're just bones but it's comfort and I feel at home
Dozing off
Blurred lines dont tell where you end and I begin
and thats just the way you want me
Just the way you want me to be
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
My feet are cold but yours are so warm
they're just bones but it's comfort and I feel at home
Dozing off
Blurred lines dont tell where you end and I begin
and thats just the way you want me
Just the way you want me to be
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