Getting in control before its all unleashed
Dun tell me u planned to stay
When u got e exits all greased
Wee bit of ma tear won't go to waste
To be down for all that mess
I'd quickly pack up n leave in a haste
N I'm not surprised u won't care less
I'll tie your hair up in the bun
Will be holding ur hand & letting it go
And sure dat I make some fun
N just make u another foe
For all the dreams painted
Its hers I wish to achieve
If ur not abit interested
U myt as well leave
~piece of mine~
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