Jan 2019
Her eyes were that Heineken bottle green,
and her spirit bubbly,
a cold touch
to a warm soul
I got drunk in her love
And I never regretted it.
and her spirit bubbly,
a cold touch
to a warm soul
I got drunk in her love
And I never regretted it.
(21/Alive)
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