.Love, love mmm...
I told y'all
We would be the band to play it.
My ghetto butterfly flew away from me.
I wait patiently, by windows and doorsteps.
Play, make believe, as my tears, poor chest,
won't succeed to breathe, if not to hear of you.
Surely there.
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