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It's curse in your blood It's a shake in your step But I can't stress enough It's the rush in your head The rush you leave in my head Cause I love each flaw Like the creases in your hands And the bow in your back.
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
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It's curse in your blood It's a shake in your step But I can't stress enough It's the rush in your head The rush you leave in my head Cause I love each flaw Like the creases in your hands And the bow in your back.
moxxi-king
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC
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