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Feb 2016
Easy,
easy she just said
goodbye.
Easy
easy and so she
cries.
pull out your heart to me
being alone
ain't
Easy,
Easy
being a lord is
Easy,
you break the
brand old TV.
loose the control
uuuunh
easy.
Crush it your hole
is gaping,
sailing on,
is Easy.
Easy.
Easy.
burn all the sticks to
make a fight
to forget
easy
oh easy
burn all the
text to show
a light
go next.
Easy.
lyrics. mixed a song I like.
Henry Brooke
Written by
Henry Brooke  Paris
(Paris)   
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