Dont string me along
Im sick of lost hope
Let me be and leave
Im sick of butterflies
Im sick of this tingling feeling
From my heart to my finger tips
Im sick of love
Im sick of you,
You ****** *******
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 2:13 AM UTC
Dont string me along
Im sick of lost hope
Let me be and leave
Im sick of butterflies
Im sick of this tingling feeling
From my heart to my finger tips
Im sick of love
Im sick of you,
You ****** *******
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