produced by AT MIDNGHT
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Dark hair, soft skin
Your curls, glossin’
Your words, so thin
I’m yours again
Your lips, your touch
Last year, stained us
Broke down, pained us
But you’re still up
[Verse]
And girl I know wha…
what instrumental is this??? pleaze does anyone know???
right on time
Fo the Ladies that don’t need nobody 🥀