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Fighting For Fun

Sweet is sweet But the night it lies Your fiction for facts your silence my cries Whats that in your eye A rise or a fall Whose that on your mind And when will he call Theres fiction in your facts And seems theres fun in your fights Fighting for fun is your passion Buts its me thats the loser on our fictitious nights

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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