Darling,
When we’re holding hands
and yours start to shake
It’s like my personal
earthquake
You’re a disaster
hiding in that bag of flesh
But you know that i’m not any better
Darling,
When we’re holding hands
and yours start to shake
It’s like my personal
earthquake
You’re a disaster
hiding in that bag of flesh
But you know that i’m not any better
Love the last line. Really brought the concepts together. Great!
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