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In My Room
First I Walk Into The Room,
All But Forgotten About You.
From Behind All The Shades Of Grey,
Your Eyes Pierce
And I Don’t Know What To Say.
And Then Your Voice Is Only Mine.
And Then Your Voice Is Only Mine.
First I Walk Into The Room,
Only Never Came Too Soon.
From Inside All the Stolen Graves,
Your Eyes Pierce
And I Don’t Know What To Say.
And Then Your Voice Is Only Mine.
And T...
Sunday 26th May 2019 3:18 am
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