(i want it so bad, but, baby)
(i need it so badly, too)
Love sweet nothings turn to syrup.
I can't hear the wind through window.
The ants love me, want me for food.
Tell me how: how is that not you?
You're right, it's nice getting something
for nothing.
Let me tell you right now:
In my age
I've learned to love
a better way.
No free sample
Lifetime return
Free exchange
That's the way,
the buy sell trade.
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
(i want it so bad, but, baby)
(i need it so badly, too)
Love sweet nothings turn to syrup.
I can't hear the wind through window.
The ants love me, want me for food.
Tell me how: how is that not you?
You're right, it's nice getting something
for nothing.
Let me tell you right now:
In my age
I've learned to love
a better way.
No free sample
Lifetime return
Free exchange
That's the way,
the buy sell trade.
This is for the ants. Learn to give a little.
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