.Little boys seem paralyzed by the shape of her thighs
whats it like to live within that pale of skin
Salt, sweat, cigarette, accompanied by violin
Change my shirt please, It's dirty
It was an accident that left me filthy
Change my shirt please, It's dirty
Change my shirt please.
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