Whispers in the wind

Eyes open

She’s amazing

Brunette laced closure

With a touch of gold highlighter

I’m watching, she ain’t noticing

Euston dreams hoping we travel the world

If only I could say she’s my girl

Maybe give her the world

Costa dates ruining my athletic stomach

On a Bloomsbury night

Young og in the mix

I hope I don’t lose you

We wolves in the city

Idols becoming rivals

Don’t let your insecurities kill you

I promise you, you’re beautiful


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