Tortured Poets Match

Clara Bow

So High School

But Daddy I Love Him

The Alchemy

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The brink of a wrinkle in time Bittersweet sixteen suddenly

I just learned these people only raise you to cage you

But I think I might die if it happened Die if it happened to me No one in my small town thought

Dancing phantoms on the terrace Are they second-hand embarrassed That I can't get out of bed?

These blokes warm the benches We been on a winning streak