Struck by your beauty, like out of the blue. Isn’t it that obvious what I want from you? Oh, I am a weirdo asocial and dumb, But I swear you hear my heart is rumbling like a drum.
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I’m a liar, that is true. Just a coward stuck on you. You’re my heady magic flower. Stop pretending you don’t care. I can’t cry any louder.
Blonds, brunettes, fiery-reds - It don’t matter, I’m attracted to the very contents. Sigh, I wouldn’t mind rumpling up the wrapping, But my road to you is so damn ziggy-zaggy.
Friends, aha. So who’s a liar? It’s your persuasive reasoning I admire. No biggy, I dig it, when you play it cool. And if you think it works, then sorry, I am no fool.
Struck by your beauty, like it’s a real curse. Please, let me kiss you now and make things even worse. Zero to «pros», but let all «cons» burn in hell. Can’t you hear my rusted soul is tinkling like a bell?