Hips sway and lips lie
Yeah. you've got me
Wide (alive)
No, I won't call you baby
I got your account
And you like me just the way I'm not
I fought it for a long time now
said she needs to run away -- Lost
My ship went down
3 pm on my feet and staggering
Manage me (I'm a mess)
lost in empty cushions
my mistake so predictable (I’ve danced - )
From the get-go I knew this was (solid to hold)
Baby, don't yell
Say goodbye to the halls and the classes
appear! champagne!
Make a wish on our apology
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 4:25 PM UTC
Hips sway and lips lie
Yeah. you've got me
Wide (alive)
No, I won't call you baby
I got your account
And you like me just the way I'm not
I fought it for a long time now
said she needs to run away -- Lost
My ship went down
3 pm on my feet and staggering
Manage me (I'm a mess)
lost in empty cushions
my mistake so predictable (I’ve danced - )
From the get-go I knew this was (solid to hold)
Baby, don't yell
Say goodbye to the halls and the classes
appear! champagne!
Make a wish on our apology
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