Lyrics:
The Matches The Barber S Unhappiness

I know my pre-calculated charm will soon run low. [Chorus] Every morning through Ma's twin rose trellises grammar, middle, and Lake High barber college, through Ma's

trace your gaze but that's stalker praise, and I lack the turn of phrase Every morning through Ma's twin rose trellises grammar, middle, and Lake High barber college, through Ma's