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snoo snoo hsw - October 19th, 2019
 Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here. Even if it takes all night or a hundred years. Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near, wanna feel alive, outside I can't fight my fear. Isn't it lovely? All alone. Heart made of glass, my mind of stone. Tear me to pieces, skin to bone. Hello, welcome home. |