I.

Cheryl.

Sweetpea.

Shoot, sexaye!

Vain vintage.

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Jaded junkies.

ariel alan bruddy gid khim sarh serene shaun shifu sf tai tini timo

Tuesday, May 31

cannonball
`
there's still a little bit
of your taste in my mouth
there's still a little bit
of you laced with my doubt
it's still a little hard
to say what's going on

there's still a little bit
of your ghost, your weakness
there's still a little bit
of your face i haven't kissed
you step a little closer each day
so i can't see what's going on

-
stones taught me to fly
love, it taught me to lie
life, it taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball
-

there's still a little bit
of your song in my ear
there's still a little bit
of your words i long to hear
you step a little closer to me
so close that
i can't see what's going on

-
stones taught me to fly
love, it taught me to cry
so come on courage
teach me to be shy
'cause it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball
-

`damien rice / cannonball.







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