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My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
Let us Osmos our way into a Poinpy.
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
By Timothy F Prewitt5
11 ratings
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
Let us Osmos our way into a Poinpy.
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk