Текст (слова) песни: Number Twelve Looks Like You, The - Don`t Get Blood On My Prada Shoes
cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged i giggled, kissing my fingers, type c and saliva bubbling kissing my fingers find an easier way of dying, before you get murdered. type c and saliva bubbling kissing my fingers the floor boards will never hold the same finish
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