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I woke up numb on a Saturday Publishers metaphor seeping through the cracks Don’t let go of my crawling skin Longing for that message that never comes And finally we’re back again Take control now Earn my love Earn my soul
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 6:00 AM UTC
Sangria
I woke up numb on a Saturday Publishers metaphor seeping through the cracks Don’t let go of my crawling skin Longing for that message that never comes And finally we’re back again Take control now Earn my love Earn my soul
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 6:00 AM UTC
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