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.
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Bruised and bloody, I'm lying on the ground,
And I am aware that I let the poor girl down,
Now I'm dying, as a message to the town,
This what happens, if you fuck around,
So meddle if you want trouble, trouble then you should meddle,
But don't ever meddle with Emily's heart...
Bloodstains on her shirt crease and, hope she pays the dues,
When I left she said, that your last breath will be down by the station at 2,
Swear she shot me down.
- Jamie T-Emily's heart
Loe she'd him'ina ja anna mulle andeks palun
ja
ära mõtle enne
palun.
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