Oh baby, with all this mess, I still save you a space Capture and try all viral photobooths or spinning spirals in the woods Wearing red, black, or blue, but the crowns are made for us two Don't mind lying on my floral, 'cause I am not bothered with your Arsenal We can replace that football team, 'cause I just want to keep the rhythm

He's so fun but never gonna be mine.


He's an illusion. Forever ghost.

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