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Im not
Youre gun
You brought me down
Whit your voice
How I learn
Like you wont
You shoot me whit all your guns
Im sleeping into the fama
And Im waiting to turning me wonder
Baby
You turn temperature colder
Cause Im cold in up
Cold in up
Cause you baby
I feel
So strange
Cant draw myself
Passed
Hey you
Ring belles
All by myself
Guess yes my impress
Im bleating into the fama
And I cant thing to turning me wonder
Baby
You turn temperature colder
Cause Im codling up
Cold in up
Cause you baby
I smock in my room
All they can see is you
You staring me mad
Now I can smock hidden you
Im swimming into the prada
And I tell she that call me under
Baby
You still calling your brothers
Cause Im burning up
Burning up
Im dreaming into the problem
And I cant thing to turning me murder
Baby
You tell strange to your brother
Cause Im steeping on
Steeping on
Cause you baby