Of the dispossessed reclaiming
I starved you
Those hurdles are not open windows
You’ll probably kill yourself doing that
And he’s hot on tested blood
And inspires you so
Not under my roof
But not under this roof
With all the ire
Of the dispossessed reclaiming
I scold
With all the ire Of the dispossessed reclaiming I starved you Those hurdles are not open windows You’ll probably kill yourself doing that And he’s hot on tested blood And inspires you so Not under my roof But not under this roof With all the ire Of the dispossessed reclaiming I scold Explain Request ×
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