Unravel me
Loosen up the bow, feel the needle pull
Out words I never did mean
Well, you know me
After the bliss, a liar
Gets tired of this
It feels like the truth’s a fire
They play with for kicks
Mar 1, 2025
Mar 1, 2025 at 10:47 AM UTC
Unravel me
Loosen up the bow, feel the needle pull
Out words I never did mean
Well, you know me
After the bliss, a liar
Gets tired of this
It feels like the truth’s a fire
They play with for kicks
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