Sun in your eyes And heat is in your hair. They seem to hate you Because you're there. And I need a friend. Oh, I need a friend. To make me happy Not standing on my own.
— Black
Black
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29 июля 2026, среда
Sun in your eyes And heat is in your hair. They seem to hate you Because you're there. And I need a friend. Oh, I need a friend. To make me happy Not standing on my own.
— Black