Whenever my rotten heart is lured into believing she's met someone who could make her fall in the abyss with a pair of black wings in a bloody white dress and blood splattered all over my face...whenever that happens, she puts on a devilish grin and puts a coin in the jukebox.
Again. Number seven.

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I should have been listening to Cocorosie all along tonight but it had completely slipped my mind.

And why's that?

I'm sure you can figure it out

I love this song!

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