Skiploader
Skiploader - Secondhand lyrics
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Theft is a tired fit, a tired fitAnd one I will not soon wear again I'm so sick of stretching it, I wish I was thin Theft is a bitten lip, and a bitter taste I wont soon accept I wish I was different, I wish I was loud It hurts to see you trade my smiles in I wish we were different I wish we were brave You know we're not