It Was You I Was Thinking Of
I came to you running, does it surprise you that I'll leave the exact same way?
The letter burned like fire against my skin and my mind; it seemed only fitting to send him a mixed-tape that would scorch like the sun.
Contest.
The letter burned like fire against my skin and my mind; it seemed only fitting to send him a mixed-tape that would scorch like the sun.
Contest.
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This Mix could Burn a Hole in Anyone
One-Shot