Alcoholic Faith Mission

We All Have Our Shortcomings


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My eyes lock on yours
Paralyze my every move
Your smile so lush
Teeth so perfectly aligned
In just another hour
My tongue could well be in you
Justice changed my whole perspective

I'm not that sick
I'm not that sick
There is no cure
For what I feel


Writer/s: Thorben Seier

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