Images of broken glass all red, I think those broken pieces are, all that remains, of my heart, can't concentrate on myself, there is nothing anymore, isolated, ignored, sharp fragments all over the city, remind me you're not with me, I am only imagining, you can sympathize, and realize, I want to gather it again, if you'll only let me, & rebuild
Singers CharterBiavo chart with placements
is this a collab?
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Extreme 11
Shrimple 8