by ChemicalWinter » Sat Jul 14, 2018 5:19 pm
Brendon smirked and continued along, seeing like the second verse was similar enough to the first. “A singer in a smokey room/A smell of wine and cheap perfume/For a smile they can share the night/It goes on and on and on and on...” He sang softly, continuing on the piano.

"I know the things you’ve done.
I know the bad in you, all the
things you’re ashamed of, the


ugly parts you don’t want
anyone to see. I’ve felt all of it
beneath your skin. I know.

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