Roses are red violets are blue Chris's jawline is nothing new
Looking at it all night and day it never goes away
Whenever I see an angle I just can't wrangle my heart because whenever I look at that face my heart goes to space
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Roses are red violets are blue Chris's jawline is nothing new
Looking at it all night and day it never goes away
Whenever I see an angle I just can't wrangle my heart because whenever I look at that face my heart goes to space