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Sour
There's a sinister feeling brewing in my soul.
Filling every part of me, I can't even dispose.
My love has run out of hue like a wilted rose.
Went ahead and broke me, now reap what you've sown.
My heart...
Filling every part of me, I can't even dispose.
My love has run out of hue like a wilted rose.
Went ahead and broke me, now reap what you've sown.
My heart...
