Now you be the mother and I'll be your fool I'll hide myself deep inside your crimson pool. The muddy water runs beneath your folds you won't let me breathe; You won't let me go. Now you'll be the stranger and I'll be the white-skinned son; you'll blacken my innocence with sugar and opium
1 2018-12-04 by justchillouteveryone
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1 OrdinaryOregano 2018-12-04
What song fren?
1 justchillouteveryone 2018-12-04
Swans - Helpless Child