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Every night this week, how many secrets can you keep?
'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you
somehow, and I play it on repeat until I fall ******,
spilling drinks on my settee.
Do I want love?
Every night this week, how many secrets can you keep?
'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you
somehow, and I play it on repeat until I fall ******,
spilling drinks on my settee.
Do I want love?