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WHY IS THIS LEGAL BRO
October 2, 2025 at 1:40 AM
WHY IS THIS LEGAL BRO
What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you . . .
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you . . .
October 1, 2025 at 4:14 AM
What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you . . .
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you . . .
The world was on fire, and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you . . .
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you . . .
October 1, 2025 at 4:13 AM
The world was on fire, and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you . . .
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you . . .
not eddie using a loquill song
October 1, 2025 at 4:08 AM
not eddie using a loquill song
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home . . .
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home . . .
September 30, 2025 at 5:35 AM
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home . . .
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home . . .
Could I?
Should I?
Should I?
September 30, 2025 at 5:32 AM
Could I?
Should I?
Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me . . .
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me . . .
September 30, 2025 at 5:17 AM
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me . . .
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me . . .
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
September 30, 2025 at 4:22 AM
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
What to do?
Life is through
Just want to kill
Myself for you
Life is through
Just want to kill
Myself for you
September 30, 2025 at 2:55 AM
What to do?
Life is through
Just want to kill
Myself for you
Life is through
Just want to kill
Myself for you
I just read your letter
It says that you'll be gone for a while
Everything was getting better
I guess I'm just a fool strung out
It says that you'll be gone for a while
Everything was getting better
I guess I'm just a fool strung out
September 30, 2025 at 2:55 AM
I just read your letter
It says that you'll be gone for a while
Everything was getting better
I guess I'm just a fool strung out
It says that you'll be gone for a while
Everything was getting better
I guess I'm just a fool strung out
when the curtains call the time
will we both go home alive?
will we both go home alive?
September 28, 2025 at 4:54 AM
when the curtains call the time
will we both go home alive?
will we both go home alive?
. . . f you can make it out above the roaring of the flames
September 28, 2025 at 4:47 AM
. . . f you can make it out above the roaring of the flames
When I return
I'll look for you
So listen for your name . . .
I'll look for you
So listen for your name . . .
September 28, 2025 at 4:47 AM
When I return
I'll look for you
So listen for your name . . .
I'll look for you
So listen for your name . . .
the prettiest boy
September 28, 2025 at 4:18 AM
the prettiest boy
i can't leave
but i can't be in this place . . .
but i can't be in this place . . .
September 26, 2025 at 4:14 AM
i can't leave
but i can't be in this place . . .
but i can't be in this place . . .
if i only could
i'd make a deal with god
get 'im to swap
our places . . .
i'd make a deal with god
get 'im to swap
our places . . .
September 26, 2025 at 3:42 AM
if i only could
i'd make a deal with god
get 'im to swap
our places . . .
i'd make a deal with god
get 'im to swap
our places . . .
Atop of a kingdom you built out of cards .
September 26, 2025 at 3:35 AM
Atop of a kingdom you built out of cards .
I'll do it all over again from the start
And this time you're not leaving me in the dark
You took me for granted
Now look where you are
And this time you're not leaving me in the dark
You took me for granted
Now look where you are
September 26, 2025 at 3:35 AM
I'll do it all over again from the start
And this time you're not leaving me in the dark
You took me for granted
Now look where you are
And this time you're not leaving me in the dark
You took me for granted
Now look where you are
Writing songs instead of letters because I'm too afraid
Afraid of coming back to find that everything is the same
Afraid of coming back to find that everything is the same
September 26, 2025 at 3:35 AM
Writing songs instead of letters because I'm too afraid
Afraid of coming back to find that everything is the same
Afraid of coming back to find that everything is the same
Left 'em all behind, and, yeah, for that I am ashamed
But that's the price I'm paying till I'm buried in my grave . . .
But that's the price I'm paying till I'm buried in my grave . . .
September 26, 2025 at 3:32 AM
Left 'em all behind, and, yeah, for that I am ashamed
But that's the price I'm paying till I'm buried in my grave . . .
But that's the price I'm paying till I'm buried in my grave . . .