Attacked threw his arms in the paint there's not a song you can sing
To clean the leak off the sheets sharpen up your smiles pile vicious peaks.
Lonely corpse at the camp river rapids gave him faints life fantasy Attacked threw his arms in the paint there's not a song you can sing To clean the leak off the sheets sharpen up your smiles pile vicious peaks. Explain Request ×
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