| I can be your baby if you want me too
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| I can be your baby if you promise you’ll be true
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| I can be your baby if you want me too
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| I can be your baby if you promise you’ll be true
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| Candles flicker, distorted pictures
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| And when this world ends tell me if I need the glitter
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| Ten years old they told me that I was just a
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| He played himself, I played the part, I barely spoke in whispers
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| I barely know my story
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| I miss my fucking shawty
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| And when I fly myself the heaven gates will open for me
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| I’ll be with brothers I no longer have praying for me
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| I still believe in Jesus Christ, but what’s the point in mourning?
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| She left the candles burning, tell her I’ll be with her shortly
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| And safely laminate and renegades abandon stories
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| And tell my grandma that I love her but this world is boring
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| And we from Africa but African you never told me
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| I can’t be Superman but, baby, make me pills and potions
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| I can’t be Boogeyman and creeping through these streets of smoke
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| And I’ll send apologies and roses, hope you make me gorgeous
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| I hope this bitterness is kicking all your empty moments
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| I can be your baby if you want me too
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| I can be your baby if you promise you’ll be true
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| I can be your baby if you want me too
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| I can be your baby if you promise you’ll be true
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| Welcome back to the wonderful world of Dear Annie!
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| Man, oh man, you sound sad!
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| I hope everything’s okay, talk to me!
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| Hmm-mh, yeah I’m good g, I’m good g, I’m good g
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| I’m winning, gotta keep shit like this sound
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| This next song is Spaceships, featuring the wonderful Ebenezer |