She took my voice and split it in half
Found the the closest body and laid my
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So now,
When I roar laughter at good timing
She is fed only half of her fill
She looks away quickly
She turns away hungry
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 10:38 PM UTC
She took my voice and split it in half
Found the the closest body and laid my
Template over someone else's chords,
So now,
When I roar laughter at good timing
She is fed only half of her fill
She looks away quickly
She turns away hungry
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