THE ALCOTT BY THE NATIONAL FT. TAYLOR SWIFT. and baby, i get mystified by how this CITY SCREAMS YOUR NAME. in dreams, i meet you in warm conversation - we both wake in lonely beds, different cities. YOU DREAM OF MY MOUTH BEFORE IT CALLED YOU A LYING TRAITOR, YOU SEARCH IN EVERY MAIDEN’S BED FOR SOMETHING GREATER.
— Mar 13, 2024 11:46AM
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