Under the Table
- sweet&sin
- 5 Feb 2022
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Diperbarui: 26 Jun 2022
Words are floating like a canon ball
while my head busy builds a wall
My tongue tied like the prisoners of serial killer
while you walked down into the room full of stupid wanderer
It's quarter to midnight!
"Pour the poison from the heaven...the angel has fallen!"
Everybody was under the table
One, two, three, fo-...I want to meet you sober
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