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were blooming. The air smelled sweet and salty and loud with crows and bees. My house was clean. I had food in the fridge for a week. I sat outside 'til
Last week you told me that you were unhappy. Last week you told me I don't understand. Can't we move on? It just seems to take so long. What have we
buck a likkle gyal a Constant Spring say me fall in love wid di likkle brownin Mi and har start par and ting so me buy har pretty clothes and pair bling bling Last week
the bitches baby girl was real bad tho man she had ya boy like whoooo bottles of liquor man look how we did it tho check game I met her last week baby
Strawbs version The dancing plants grow low Burning embers start to glow The pictures soon will fade Pictures that the flames have made Your hazy, wistful
When I returned, you buried my last two weeks My last two weeks of my new times, so it didn't seem like A wasted mouthful, a wasted mouthful Because of
me and that's myself This report's incomplete I can see for myself Every appointment has been moved to last week Last week, last week, last week I heard the voice first last week
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weeks Don?t let it begin to know where you win?? Cus he sired?? but he smelt your scent Insanity went out you to the day?? Broke two hearts in two weeks
say something and let it go. more lines for crossing over everyday. it feels so good to let it go. saves me from those thoughts inside my head. feels
a likkle gyal a Constant Spring say me fall in love wid di likkle brownin Mi and har start par and ting so me buy har pretty clothes and pair bling bling Last week
These words won't rhyme And I don't have the time And I can't wonder why I threw it all away I've got myself to blame The words just never came
Traduzione: Bobs. Ma poi una settimana fa Giovedi scorso.
