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INGRID MICHAELSON >> Merchandise Links
INGRID MICHAELSON
She says you're a masochist for falling for me, So roll up your sleeves. And I think that I like her, 'cuz she tells me things I don't want to hear, Medicinal tongue in my ear. When will it stop? When will it stop? When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel soft, soft? You say that my skin feels like no one else's, That it's different somehow. But I don't understand, isn't a hand just a hand? No you don't understand. When will it start? My broken part? When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel soft, soft? Oooo When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel all soft on the inside? When will I feel soft, soft? She says you're a masochist for falling for me.
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