No not the heiress just one from an escort service
They say with identity comes purpose
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
Dial up words but they're not in service
Lines naturally come out of my mind,and end up looking like bad cursive.
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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