death of love (Remove filter)
I Never Loved You
Let it rain tonight the streets are so dry and ragged
Would you really be intrested in dancing out here in this rain
Pitter pat tip tap
Its wild how you listen to idle chit chat
Shoes that dont fit no but they come with nails in them
And that mile you walk has glass broken on the streets
Im so happy im not looking for that love anymore
Im so glad i dont get excited by that w...
Tuesday 19th January 2021 7:09 pm
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