It's like a bruise.
We put pressure on things, because we want to feel.
But pressure leaves things looking,
Black and blue.
I'm sorry I didn't like you
before.
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Like a Bruise
It's like a bruise.
We put pressure on things, because we want to feel.
But pressure leaves things looking,
Black and blue.
I'm sorry I didn't like you
before.