Do not think your anything but fucking perfect.
When the world has droped you on the floor.
When you'r exhausted and you'r drained
And you so tierd, your beaten, your sore
An other step, an other breath, so strained
On you knees, wingclipped angel
Rise up
//Pussar
When you'r exhausted and you'r drained
And you so tierd, your beaten, your sore
An other step, an other breath, so strained
On you knees, wingclipped angel
Rise up
//Pussar
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