Sunday, 1 June 2014

Panic! At The Disco - The Ballad Of Mona Lisa lyrics

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She paints her fingers with a close precisionHe starts to notice empty bottles of ginAnd takes a moment to assess the sinShe’s paid for A lonely speaker in a conversationHer words are swimming through his ears againThere’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you’ve paid...

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