Fresh and crisp, that is the feeling of clean skin. It is the smoothness of leather, after wiping off soot….
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I don’t like this feeling Should I tip the scale Let my heart spill But the crimson doesn’t match my…
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Keep it to yourself Don’t tell a soul I told you the secrets tucked in sneakers’ soles What more do…
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But my heart isn’t broken It’s simply crushed My heart isn’t heavy It’s lightly dusted And the cars drive like…