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Aug 2014
Id be a sneak with the pigs on my toes
All to be the sweetest berry at your show
Hold my breath and slip right through,
I'd be bad with the front door for you
Two hundred cash I blew real fast,
So I'll fake it till I make all my dignity back
Sliding in blood in the name of love
In the name of fun
Cue the lights in three...two...one.
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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