my bed is made for two and there’s nothing i can do
so tell me something i don’t know
if my head is full of you is there nothing i can do?
must we all march in two by two by two?…
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Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.
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Моят любим куплет от песен на Кататония пък е
And blame is not a one way street
the widest avenue
But cause me grief
and my belief is harm will come to you