Now i can draw your face up pretty
So when the mouth is busy
Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.
Not a fake person, that's the sims man
I got crunk off a straight black coffee
Once as a slave who imagined being free
My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,
And there's no way i can pay you back
You reflect me, i love that about you
She was too busy getting railed through
Why not me the same thing
But he was to busy falling
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