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mom, would you wash my back this one?

fuck you and your money. im tired of your money.

and what the hell were we? tell me we weren’t just friends amk.

all i see is what i should be. happier, prettier jelaousy jelousy.

hold me, console me then i’ll leave without a trace.

come on don’t leave me, it can’t be that easy babe.

im miss sugar pink liquor liquor lips hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss.

you’re wasting your tongue with lame excuses and lies.