i never felt so safe
lying i once told her
warm resting place
her arms on my shoulder
you are the rock
you are the rake
you are the one
when i wash myself
we ran into a cave
when the wars came closer
she turned into a cave
where it turned colder
you are the rock
you are the rake
you are the one
when i wash myself
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i kiss better than you.
i am Alison-Claire. i'm twentythreez.
i tend to be a brat.
i smile a lot.
i talk too much.
i love my friends.
i tend to forget to paint my toenails.
i miss san francisco.
im tough as nails, i really am.
i tend to do everything wrong.
i tend to dissapoint...
but when i get it right, i get it really really right.
hi. come talk to me? i'd like that.
i tend to be a brat.
i smile a lot.
i talk too much.
i love my friends.
i tend to forget to paint my toenails.
i miss san francisco.
im tough as nails, i really am.
i tend to do everything wrong.
i tend to dissapoint...
but when i get it right, i get it really really right.
hi. come talk to me? i'd like that.
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