I wrote a little song today
Must be something I have to say
I love the smell of cinnamon
-Baby why do all good things always come so soon till the fucking end?
Ejjjjjjjj ejjjjjjjjj ejjjjjjjjjjjj
Whould you like to share your heart?
..guess I’m not that smart.. that’s why I have it always cut.
But I’m a good girl
Yes I’m a good girl
..even if my mother hates me ‘cause I’m not a Cheerleader!
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