And for the Morning after:
“All These Things That I’ve Done”—The Killers
Every sip or gulp from the night before rushes to your head and it hurts. There, there. Have a Sprite.
And for the Morning after:
“All These Things That I’ve Done”—The Killers
Every sip or gulp from the night before rushes to your head and it hurts. There, there. Have a Sprite.
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