Descending height order
Half a decade of father's day
It's another thought for another passed on
Puppy eyes, nasty reaction
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
I learnt remedial Spanish from a toddler
Passenger's seat of father's taxi
Cussing in unison, clutching the seats
My diseased handwriting
Filled with a sense of great disappointment
Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself
So fucking on, so fucking forth
We've got your back whatever that's worth
If your hero told you to go huff a sharpie
What would you do? I do not know
Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro footballer
For you should know
I've learned more from toilet walls
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures
I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures
I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures
I've learned more from toilet walls
(I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs)
Than I've learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
(They were for your benefit not mine)
It's all in the words but I'm here
So fucking on and so fucking forth
We've got your back whatever that's worth
If we get another shape that's called functionality
What would we do? I do not know
If it wasn't for the current you. S. Policy what would we do?
Sometimes only you'll know
We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes
We're throwing punches and ducking blows so
And the dashboard assembled Descending height order Half a decade of father's day It's another thought for another passed on Puppy eyes, nasty reaction Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself I learnt remedial Spanish from a toddler Passenger's seat of father's taxi Cussing in unison, clutching the seats My diseased handwriting Filled with a sense of great disappointment Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself So fucking on, so fucking forth We've got your back whatever that's worth If your hero told you to go huff a sharpie What would you do? I do not know Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro footballer For you should know I've learned more from toilet walls Than I've learned from these words of yours Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures I've learned more from toilet walls (I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs) Than I've learned from these words of yours Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions (They were for your benefit not mine) It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures I've learned more from toilet walls (I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs) Than I've learned from these words of yours Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions (They were for your benefit not mine) It's all in the words but I'm here for the pictures I've learned more from toilet walls (I'm sweating off the cheap knits on my thighs) Than I've learned from these words of yours Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions (They were for your benefit not mine) It's all in the words but I'm here So fucking on and so fucking forth We've got your back whatever that's worth If we get another shape that's called functionality What would we do? I do not know If it wasn't for the current you. S. Policy what would we do? Sometimes only you'll know We're cementing old friends, dismissing old foes We're throwing punches and ducking blows so Explain Request ×
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