It is hard not to think of you, and it gets trying
when the thought of you hits me hard.
I know, missing you is a vice.
Like I've told you, I have some kind of addiction.
it seems like you're my vices,
so tell me, how can I quit you.
Apr 24, 2023
Apr 24, 2023 at 11:27 AM UTC
It is hard not to think of you, and it gets trying
when the thought of you hits me hard.
I know, missing you is a vice.
Like I've told you, I have some kind of addiction.
it seems like you're my vices,
so tell me, how can I quit you.
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