They told me not to do it.
They told me
To run when i get the tingles
On the back of my head
To close my eyes
When i get a waft of you
To hide when i hear your foot steps
But here i stand
In front of you
Looking you dead in the eyes
And exhaling poison.
{They should have warned you about me}
They told me not to do it.
They told me
To run when i get the tingles
On the back of my head
To close my eyes
When i get a waft of you
To hide when i hear your foot steps
But here i stand
In front of you
Looking you dead in the eyes
And exhaling poison.
{They should have warned you about me}
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