.Chris
Je me fais la nique
Les mains dans le blouson
Tout mon corps me pique
C'est la salaison
Quand ils loadent leurs bras
Elles rient de bonté
Tic tic et tac, ça semble écrit sur le papier>Ma tristesse infectera ma mâchoire
Plus je convoite et moins je suis belle à .
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