Hașiș
HAȘ
Otopeni, Ilfov, Romania
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Margo
We were one in the same
Running like moths to the flame
You'd hang on every word I'd say
But now they only ricochet
We were falling away
You left me with a bittersweet taste
But when I send my heart your way
It bounces off the walls you made
Ricochet!

But tonight I'm the Funeral face and the Funeral Face is lonely
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