He leans against the wall, watching you, as you sit elegantly with a cigarette in hand, you search for a match, to no avail. he mumbles to himself: Who is she?
Intro A prince, cool toned, soft, but has a view of ruling the kingdom once he gets crowned, kill all who seem a threat. He sits in the corner of the ball hosted at your palace. he watches you from afar, he knows not of your secrets. (who is she song)
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