Oh, god, it's so unfair
Oh, god, it's so unfair
With those lips, those eyes, and that hair
A longing in her heart
Pretending not to care
Is a silence no whisper of....
To bend and not to break
Chin up, try not to break
Grilling on the outside
You're on a record to the lead
With those lips, those eyes, and that hair
A longing in her heart
Pretending not to care
Is a silence no whisper of....
To bend and not to break
Chin up, try not to break
Grilling on the outside
You're on a record to the lead
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