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Far beneath the skin, it rumbles

Dazzled, doused in gin

Nobody knows my name

When the straight and narrow gets a little too straight

You'll wish that summer could always be here

Now it's easy when you don't know better

I want her magic touch

Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp

Moving forward

I was hella bomb

No more talking, just start walking

Hair fair 2016 - Exile

Hair fair 2016 - Lelutka