Jan 2014
You're a ******* disease.
I've got chills, and I can't breathe.
There are knots in my stomach I can't explain,
you're a ******* disease.
I love you, and it's getting worse.
I've got chills, and I can't breathe.
There are knots in my stomach I can't explain,
you're a ******* disease.
I love you, and it's getting worse.
