fictophilia

Do you like me?
I think I like you
You'll never meet me
I think I like you
She's got a smile
Like a shooting star
I wanna catch it

Golden locks of hair
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

Fictophilia
Fictophilia
Fictophilia
Fictophilia
Fictophilia

I think I like you
I think I like you



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Oleary
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