I Belong With You, You Belong With Me {Need Mermaid PAFP} You're My Sweetheart

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  • "What was it you wanted to tell me?" Lance asked sitting down on the seat in his boat. He looked up at __ "What's wrong?"

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    ~Oc~ hello! I'll post a pic in a moment. ^u^

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "Well, I got something to tell you..." She adverted her gaze, propped up on the starboard side of the deck.
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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "It... might be best if your sitting down." She puffed out, it was easy to tell this was hard for her to day




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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    Taking his hand, she bit her lip and sighed.
    "Well... I'm uh... I'm pregnant." She blurted out, blushing.




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    ~Oc~

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  • Lance opened his mouth and he stared blankly for a bot before returning his eyes to her "I-I think we can handle it." he stammered

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "The thing is... well mermaids are a bit weird. To put it in perspective, have you ever heard of a merman?" she looked up at him







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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "Well they dont exist... there are only females..." She played with her fingers as she told him




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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "Because usually, sirens just take the ...stuff... From a strong man and either leave or kill them. No feelings. If they were to find out I havent left you yet, there is no telling what they will do to either of us"




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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "My kind as well as yours." She smirked, shaking her head.




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    ~Oc~

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    Look at me, what have I become I am lost I was once a gentleman But the thief came out in my London town So I must leave you now But I will remember the ups and the downs




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    Look at me in the apocalypse My European guilt, expecting instant fix I imagine all the brutal services Of ancient infidels Of all the wounded and the crying witches




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times




    I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola Every book is read and I'm paralyzed Every fist is clenched, but I'm so tired




    Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuclcers that think that it's funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile (volatile) times
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    "Yeah, I suppose that would work." She smiled softly




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    ~Oc~

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  • "We could do both, we could fake a break up, then we could just sneak around, if I can hide a zebra from my parents I can hide a girlfriend." he said with a smirk