Life is like a mirror ball she'll show you everything under your pant
my self talk, I'm mindful of
lemme separate who I am from what I've done
my few chapters are not my full story
death is hanging over you, stop acting like you going to live ten thousand years
ice on me, all this knowledge is burning my head
perhaps it's time to step to the music which I hear
it doesn't matter how amazing you're
it's how many soul you've touched today or maybe how many pussy you fucked today
if you disagree with me that's okay but
if what we imagine is inside us then you're the problem
it's easier to tell you I love you until tomorrow
thank you
love
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