söndag, november 15

oh, so i drank one.
It became four.
And when i fell on the flour,
I drank more.
stop me, stop me,
stop me if you think you've
heard this one before.
Set me free, why dont you?
get out off my life, why dont you?
cause you dont really love me,
you just keep me hanging on.

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