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Say Anything Menorah Mejorah Ep

You're bent over the grand piano. Feel my eyes slide over you. Legs that curve the same as hers could run as quickly too. My lazy tongue lies low and

I am. When you leave for good this fall, will I be forgiven? And If you want roses, I'll buy a bouquet. If that just won't cut it, what can I say? You

You're far too cold for me to warm you though I'd love to hold a lighter to your skin And its sick for me to warn you when you grab the knife and help