I'd Lie
- LECTURES 73
- Votes 8
- Chapitres 6
En cours d'écriture
Dernière publication lun., juin 6, 2016
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on?
Doesn't he know that I've had him
memorized for so long?
He sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
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