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Spiders, I love how they fester inside her When blood boils And her anger gets higher Sweet Lyra, Hold me close Don't call me a liar Come, Smile a little wider And sing me to sleep
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 5:27 AM UTC
Lyra
Spiders, I love how they fester inside her When blood boils And her anger gets higher Sweet Lyra, Hold me close Don't call me a liar Come, Smile a little wider And sing me to sleep
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 5:27 AM UTC
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