I will break into your thoughts with what's written on my heart I will break, break.
extraordinaryboyIf you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears
I'm So Sick
Flyleaf
Never felt this sick before.
He makes me sick to the bone.
grotesque.
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