Cruel Jim Songtext - Christine Fellows

Cruel Jim - Christine Fellows

Pry or prey? Prizefighter lives down the hall. His face I've seen passing on the stairs. A constellation of scars. Catch a glimpse through a sliver of a door spilling sunlight in the gloom. His apartment, surprisingly, is painted a soft robin's-egg blue. Cruel Jim.


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