lyrics:
i keep your smile in my heart
keep your name in my thoughts
you keep my pain in a coffin
peace will remain in my sleep
im shy with anxiety, this not a nonchalant act
im in a gauntlet, in fact
my thoughts attack and they taunt me
im on the run from my past
keep your hand on my heart
can’t let my plans fall apart
we can slow dance in the dark
the one that wanted you, is hidden in plain sight
right in front of you, this is a strange night
timeless apparel, cause phases don’t last forever
look at my jacket sweater, she wanna match together
my brain a evil lair, she want a ring like regal or flair or diesel
i ain’t got no equal, wanna be the best ever
make myself have less errors, realer than set steppers
they shooting berettas at baby barrettes
that’s bad news like barret
im better requesting to go on a quest of success
no questions asked, im quite leveling up but im quiet
i made you mad again, i ain’t do it on purpose
i say everything on accident, i love your accent
i would buy any accessory if you just ask for it, then you can access it
i asked, “do you hate me?” shouldn’t have sent that text
she classy and sass me, call me daddy and harass me
i know she cash grabbing and soul snatching but i respect the passion
her talent is attraction, but she wanna get into fashion
her parents were never married, she don’t know a love that’s happy
but i don’t either
she might start a onlyfans, but she too shy
hide it from her new guy
she think she too fly on the poolside with a boob job
im reading her like huey from the boondocks
im seeing her like movies in the room, watch
im meeting her at 2-3, at the new spot
she want a dude who shoot cops
im like, “boo stop”
imma still invite her, ion care if she got a man
i never been a fighter, but i still ain’t scared
i keep my eye on her like a sniper, she say not to abuse my privilege
she my desire, im her buyer, so we both benefit
he wanna beef with me
im too pretty, got the cardigan and earrings
pretty music, diana ross, the supremes
you wanna start again, arguing about emily
let’s get past it
my converse are the classics
it ain’t that hard to match it
im from where we receive your taxes
im tryna get drunk with her, and let her seduce me
my whole life been a tv show, im tryna make a movie

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