Riptide —
I’m being pulled in by the
Riptide
If I want to live, I have to die
Riptide
Pull….
Pull me in….
I’m ready
Ready Freddie, ready Freddie
Categorised as: Blogs | Lyrics, Poetry
The trap door crashes shut, and you hear someone barring it.
I’m being pulled in by the
Riptide
If I want to live, I have to die
Riptide
Pull….
Pull me in….
I’m ready
Ready Freddie, ready Freddie
Categorised as: Blogs | Lyrics, Poetry
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