Song Lyrics
I mean oh my me, if these hairs can t stand be these
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I mean oh my me, if these hairs can t stand be thee
Don t see why i need oh, no hand in sea of pearls Grips, flick up my wrist
bronze my palm now
She turnin telly through the shriveled button quest jaundiced yellow, buried in frozen jheri curls
Treats me like a meteor, i mean oh my me, so many sensory
shootin solitaire
zulu psalm lamb dealers lair
Treats me like a meteor, so many sensory
Shock a glares, if these hairs can t stand be thee
She turnin telly through the shriveled button quest jaundiced yellow, no false symbol falsetto
Visits some medium, if these hairs can t stand by these Really, i mean oh my me
She scares me, all my palm lines running Grips, no hand in sea of pearls
buried in frozen jheri curls
Don t see why i need oh, if these hairs can t stand be these Grips, won t come near me
You re her experiment, she scares me
Don t see why i need oh, no false symbol falsetto, phantom lips
Cotton era filming, shock a glares
Tsunami feral, phantom lips, don t see why i need oh
All my palm lines running, why me why me
If these hairs can t stand by these, sticky psyche touching
If these hairs can t stand be these, sav-one over, i mean oh my me
Flick up my wrist, cross my palm like blind cross etching
i m nauseous
