Breaktime

Come back come back

My heart's under attack

Come soon, come soon

I want you to come soon

My abc's I do forget

Your little nose I want to pet

I do not know if its your body

I do not know if you're somebody's

Your playful ways I like them so

I do not want to be like snow

◄ The great decievers

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