| You're another bitch, don't get off me
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| I need you, bitch, I need you...
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| Home, where we stay together
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| Kaif, I pour it on the palm of my hand
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| Just a quiet minus in my head
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| So long ago
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| Plus a short breath, moan, table, light wine
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| Plus a short breath, moan, table, light wine
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| Fire, inside, burning, crazy again
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| Your face, in the night, whispers to me
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| Your world, Tony, in bottomless eyes,
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| But I want to kill your dreams, bitch roar
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| I will gnaw with fangs those chains that you gave
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| Drunk head over heels in love with you, but this is only one
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| Of the thousands of options for how to use Miramistin
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| Bronze skin with the scent of magic lilies
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| The melatonin plume is the most daring, the strongest
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| Our endorphins scattered around the apartment
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| You and I are again at the peak of bliss
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| Call me of course
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| I take a step to meet you
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| Heart to heart again, you are my immunity from problems
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| How can you not breathe and not burn with a wild flame?
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| I'm getting bold, but you like my cameras
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| Take my all, just don't land our plane
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| You are stupid, I myself am not alo
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| You don't need a reason to pass the time like kings
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| And you update me like iOS again
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| (Hey!) Where are you aiming? |
| This is my heart, take it easy
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| There will be nothing more than sex
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| You and I are partners in bed according to interests
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| It's like the job of a pilot and a flight attendant
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| Today I breathe you
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| As if tamed by fire
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| Merging branches behind
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| Just doing what seems crazy
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| Inhale, moan, table, light wine
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| Plus a short breath, moan, table, light wine
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| Fire, inside, burning, crazy again
|
| Your face, in the night, whispers to me
|
| Your world, Tony, in bottomless eyes,
|
| But I want to kill your dreams, bitch roar
|
| I will gnaw with fangs those chains that you gave
|
| Drunk head over heels in love with you, but this is only one
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| Of the thousands of options for how to use Miramistin
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| Being with you is like a battle
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| Where on the battlefield is your gaze like a razor
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| You, under the guise of a nymph, pull down and secretly want
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| To eclipse this moment (midnight)
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| On the clock without five days
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| Worked up an appetite, aperitif
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| Your fake a la Minaj Nicky,
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| But with shades from Ali cosmetics, arrows on the eyelids
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| Get this bullshit out of your head
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| Malaya, we'll get along, since you're like this in a bathrobe all over after wine, like a pin-up poster
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| It's time for us to fall, come on
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| Fire, inside, burning, crazy again
|
| Your face, in the night, whispers to me
|
| Your world, Tony, in bottomless eyes,
|
| But I want to kill your dreams, bitch roar
|
| I will gnaw with fangs those chains that you gave
|
| Drunk head over heels in love with you, but this is only one
|
| Of the thousands of options for how to use Miramistin |