"Swing"

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Oh, baby, you burn me.

And you never, ever realise

How much your being pulls me down

To my knees.

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And you're a shining star when I get you off.

Clinch your fist tighter and

Swing

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burn burn burn

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Your words are turpintine

I think I'm fading away

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Didn't you realise, honey, that stars have the most tragic deaths?

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faith of sorrows



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"Hahaha, Petal's turning emo"



Fuckin' die. No. NO.

*melts*

I'm sorry for the periods. FP is not letting me have spaces.

Deal.