Love be my appetite
I'm dying out of hunger
As my heart wanders
For a perfect lover
I've got my own seven wonders
My mother and
Five beloved brothers
To cover up my blunder
They won't let me surrender to
Flashy thunders
Call up the number
Of trippy stoner
Before hunter
Hunts for another
Seventh being my other
Love her or
It's finna a ******
Torn asunder
For you plundered
Belongings of Blade runner
Last to last summer
Not a black leman
Or a white gunner
Grey be my true colour
Like a freeman sailor
The true light-bringer
Saints and sinners
Are dead ringers
Only one to suffer
Are great swimmers
Just fly with your wings
And flutter
'Cause life ain't a fixture
For you to be a winner...
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 11:26 AM UTC
Love be my appetite
I'm dying out of hunger
As my heart wanders
For a perfect lover
I've got my own seven wonders
My mother and
Five beloved brothers
To cover up my blunder
They won't let me surrender to
Flashy thunders
Call up the number
Of trippy stoner
Before hunter
Hunts for another
Seventh being my other
Love her or
It's finna a ******
Torn asunder
For you plundered
Belongings of Blade runner
Last to last summer
Not a black leman
Or a white gunner
Grey be my true colour
Like a freeman sailor
The true light-bringer
Saints and sinners
Are dead ringers
Only one to suffer
Are great swimmers
Just fly with your wings
And flutter
'Cause life ain't a fixture
For you to be a winner...
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