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Grab my partner said I want to start an opera She said go do it Davi I could never stop ya Write a song about me sing it in Nevada She don't like it okay go on with the drama But she like the money swooping in like commas Vacation out the country shake it up like new maracas Making sure it fits me if I ever bought her Prada Selfish thoughts are healthy thoughts it's something like a mantra Something of a product of what you get from a pocket Like you robbed it swerving up to broken lockets Underneath is where the profit is The positives is eating out the goddesses The problem is that im convinced There's only one truly opposite Sadly I know my future is suicide murder And don't you dare frame it like I'm doing it for her Needed inspiration I'm doing it for work When you find us sell our bodies want to know how much it's worth Self sustaining operations keeping us afloat Akin to cutlery the way she's choking out my throat Forging mercy now she wants me to remain alone Cooking what she calls it when I fuck her on the stove Sinking in emotions barbie patching up the boat With friendly waves I'm not depraived of what you wouldn't say in notes Loosely entertainment when she's calling us her show Slightly sicker since my preference is a different road Something of a product of what you get from a pocket Like you robbed it swerving up to broken lockets Underneath is where the profit is The positives is eating out the goddesses The problem is that im convinced There's only one truly opposite Sadly I know my future is suicide murder And don't you dare frame it like I'm doing it for her Needed inspiration I'm doing it for work When you find us sell our bodies want to know how much it's worth You got bright ideas I'm above what's over head Hit the ground running because I want to stretch my legs Like the moving on I like the past left in the grave Wiser don't recall the moments we could not forget Pause wait I would go back in a second If she thought I learned my lesson Text her at the moment I could use her at as a mention Obsessed with redemtion I barely breathe as I says it So for now I'll keep writing until I find the right sentence Something of a product of what you get from a pocket Like you robbed it swerving up to broken lockets Underneath is where the profit is The positives is eating out the goddesses The problem is that im convinced There's only one truly opposite Sadly I know my future is suicide murder And don't you dare frame it like I'm doing it for her Needed inspiration I'm doing it for work When you find us sell our bodies want to know how much it's worth
Writer(s): Ethan Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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