Baby
You’re the statue in the attic
And the presence makes me static
Oh baby
I’m the trash I’m the rent
I feel like I am just a hand now
Shake it
Shake me sacred as you are
I guess my loving went to far
I’ll be faking
Not as affective as it should
But i am backed up by my hood for sure
Smacked by elegance
The high never ends
Slopes of wild romance
A dime for a dance
Lady
With the tranqualizing eyes
Dark hairs of endlеss spices
Lady
With the skin of golden glazе
Wrapping the colors of your taste
Wailing
For the sensually shapes
Where my mind is in the way
I’ll be faking
It takes a sea to slake the fire
Of my pityful desire oh dear
Smacked by elegance
The high never ends
Slopes of wild romance
A dime for a dance
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