Wednesday, September 25, 2019


Your fuckin lies
And cocaine highs
Sweet summer nights
Between your thighs
Every time you call my name
It’s a game we play
Wishing away
It ain’t love anyways
Won’t save ya
I’m just a whore
Nothing more
Lay your piece on the table
Pretend I’m Cinderella
You can be my fella

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