so give me something pure

Some of the time we are stolen, most of us live our lives as thieves.
So how could you know that I could be trusted?
How could you know that I just know that I won't leave?

Always waiting for someone to be sure.
Always praying that we'll be ready for the bravest wish,
the going under, the greatest risk, the greatest wonder.



Meeen skit det, för fyra toksnygga tjejer är på väg hit!

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