It's all your fault.
It's all your fault
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair
Jag tänker för mycket. Fråga Maria och nya tärningsspelet med massa sannolikhetsanalyser.
You called me beautiful
You turned me out
And now I can't turn back
I hold my breath
Because you were perfect
But I'm running out of air
And it's not fair
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