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She paints her fingers with a close precision- He starts to notice empty bottles of Gin; And takes a moment to asses the sins shes paid for. A lonely speaker in a conversation, Her words are swimming through his ears again. Theres nothing wrong with just a taste of what youve paid for. Say what you mean, Tell me im right, And let the sun reign down on me. Give me a sign, I want to believe... Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Mona Lisa, Youre guaranteed to run this town. Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Mona Lisa, Id pay to see you frown.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 02:01:28 +0000

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