Flagile heart
Guess the universy throwing dice now,
Do you love me on envy ts on the quest now,
Going back & forth like morn' star
hide behind the shade avoidin' blah blah
shit startng losing meaning,
next day she cry ooh i never mean it,
all start with late txt, call you next
& every word you say cames with wrong adress,
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