And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when y — Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
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And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you’re gasping for air, when you’re begging for pain,when you’re missing something, unable to change the channel.

— Kris Kidd, Down for Whatever
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