Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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