Always nice to have the cleaning lady over to help out with a mess.
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Glamour personified
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I love that you love this.
You should really listen to this song.
The Empire Hideous - Bound to Happen
I recall a time of purity though I can’t see it today
Day would end and secure me and I watch you move away
Another year another lifetime I fill my head with reasons
Here I am now at eighteen and I’ve learned to feel the seasons
take my hand runaway with me to a place we’ll understand
take my hand run away with me to a different promised land
no words can hold position like like the words that they use
no remorse no affection what good are we now
much to see in such a short life though I filled my head with reason
Here I stand now 28 and and I’ve learned to feel the seasons
Take my hand come way with me to a place we’ll understand
Take my hand and come away with me to a different promised land
Jesus Christ why do I feel like dying tell me what the hell you have done to me
Because now you’re gone and I’m standing here like Bogart in Casablanca
How could this happen life was so grand I thought I filled my head with reason
Ten more years left to learn to kill me and I’ve learned to feel the seasons
I’ve learned to feel
Can’t you see we’re better off it’s bound to happen
Can’t you see
Can’t you see we’re better off it’s bound to happen
Can’t you see
Can’t you see we’re better off it’s bound to happen
Can’t you see
Can’t you see we’re better off it’s bound to happen
Can’t you see
Take my hand and come away with me to a place we’ll understand
Take my hand and come away with me to a different promised land
Take my hand and come away with me to a place we’ll understand
Take my hand and come away with me to a different promised land
The Empire Hideous - Bound to Happen
If you insist.
In all seriousness: Good god.
Mess up my makeup. Smear my lipstick. Make my mascara run.
Liv Lethal
