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Baby girl told me you don't know that shit So I'm gonna own that shit Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it Till the armor, it can not be
Baby girl told me you don't know that shit So I'm gonna own that shit Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it Till you can not feel this bitch
How strange, how strange it is to love How strange, how strange it is to love
I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired
Baby girl told me you don't know that shit So I'm gonna own that shit Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it Till I'm gone and I can not quit
Aren't you tired of losing your limbs? Aren't you tired of thinking 'bout them? Gonna wrap my legs and hide around it Till I'm gone and I can not here
How strange, how strange it is to love How strange, how strange it is to love
I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired
I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired of thinking 'bout you Oh, I'm tired of thinking 'bout you I'm tired
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