The song we sing together is quite out of tune, yet as it's stuck in our minds we chose to sing along every moment our lips part.
It's a dreadful tune, like ring-around the rosie, we think it's something we can dance and laugh to even though it's a song of death and torture.
Please change the record.
- Julia Aubrey Rhodes -
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
The song we sing together is quite out of tune, yet as it's stuck in our minds we chose to sing along every moment our lips part.
It's a dreadful tune, like ring-around the rosie, we think it's something we can dance and laugh to even though it's a song of death and torture.
Please change the record.
- Julia Aubrey Rhodes -
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