Don't flake out on me
Oh, you promised you'd write before
You wouldn?t believe in my new belle
She flits and weaves
The Cherubim and the Seraphim and the Thrones, they all
I saw flowers by the side of the road,
The flowers
Sobriety breeds sincerity, and Lydia Pond she is my gravity.
I
There’s no reason to be bored when,
a face like yours
The girl is blind and beautiful,
I’m honour bound and
Everybody wants my girlfriend,
Every girl wants to be her.
Every boys
I didn't love her quite enough so she left,
I
We don't need this dead, dead media,
We're not mourning any
I bet your eyes aren’t really that blue, I think
A man takes a maiden to be his bride,
She wore
Make yourself pretty for your boyfriend, Cause his your boyfriend,
Your
'Grandmother dies, with a cup of dusty water by her
Hello Kitten I don't miss sex it's just the feeling
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