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Thinking that someones Coming All the time Through the front door That stress is above me Suddenly i got no other chore Just to keep my chest From sour You asked if you over shadow And i find it funny In that cloud of smoke How you talk about the things i talked To your question, Love?.. I don't know how to say You're kinda like a fire You can see a mile away The shine is bright So no shadow is involved Its just there's no other shine That's contrust to yours
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
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Thinking that someones Coming All the time Through the front door That stress is above me Suddenly i got no other chore Just to keep my chest From sour You asked if you over shadow And i find it funny In that cloud of smoke How you talk about the things i talked To your question, Love?.. I don't know how to say You're kinda like a fire You can see a mile away The shine is bright So no shadow is involved Its just there's no other shine That's contrust to yours
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Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 5:50 AM UTC
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