lonely hearts and broken souls
spilled over the floor
vintage and galore
you taste just like dior
you know the smell i adore
but i give my heart when i came out
to that boy with the klein eyes
dont want to reject him
bloody hell
he fuckinig save me
or maybe he wore the angel in disquise
that come with his clever eyes
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