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Talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night, Her eyes always puffy and red, Her mouth always wobbling but that doesn't stop her from being talk of the town. Talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night, She remembers why she's seen like a rat, or spider, and everyone avoids her but she's closer and closer. Talk of the town. Face of the day, Gossip of the night, A body is found in a river, Was it suicide or ****** or just an accident? One thing is for sure: She is the talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night.
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
Talk of the town
Talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night, Her eyes always puffy and red, Her mouth always wobbling but that doesn't stop her from being talk of the town. Talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night, She remembers why she's seen like a rat, or spider, and everyone avoids her but she's closer and closer. Talk of the town. Face of the day, Gossip of the night, A body is found in a river, Was it suicide or ****** or just an accident? One thing is for sure: She is the talk of the town, Face of the day, Gossip of the night.
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
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