Drown out thoughts fleeting and fickle
Yea it look official
And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love
Into fickle forces, we dine with hell and headless corpses.
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain
This's yo fate, when you seek to play with the fickle dame
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