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Oh i used to smother his pride
And he lifted me by the hair
Oh i used to smother his pride
He was dragging me down the stairs
And leaving no traces
The eye cant see
The night has a thousand eyes
The night has a thousand eyes
And you squeesed my heart
And punktured my lounge
And that wip will soon replace your tounge



Autor(en): Ingrid Helene Håvik



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