Sweet, okay makes sense
Some thing i keep to my self
I just know what you mean
See my self on the tv screen/
I must confess that i'm a little obsessed
See i can only love you when you undressed
Started out a winner obsessed with cold hearted killers
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
Obsessed to get it in my chest and get higher
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
Self designated wicked critical closer
If its not couture, i will not go to her
At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares
This verse was a message to my sixteen year old self
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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