.I hung myself with my own strings.
I counted her fingers through her rings.
I am here for the beautiful things.
She said, "I love the way that boy singsâ¦"
I felt the warmth of your skin and asking myself,
"Where do I begin?"
Don't you know I'm made from sin?
She moved clos.
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