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Sunday


You came over on a Sunday night We talked four hours Stars passed us by Ended up watching the sun rise Got lust in your eyes It’s been 30 days since we broke up 30 days since I had youh love Thought by now I’d be better But I’m hooked on your letters I don’t know what you did to me You got me hooked on your imagery Yeah you know I like consistency Couldn’t take what you weren’t giving me Blinded by your specialty You got me hooked on your imagery You know gambling is my specialty Still have some blood to bleed You and I have history We playing constantly I can’t commit to your honesty I can’t commit to you honestly I made a choice I made my peace Cuz you the one that told me Didn’t have best intentions toward me You just addicted to annoying me Maybe it was just indecency Cuz that love faded easily Blinded by your specialty Your affection kept eluding gravity Love fades easily It’s all fun and games Until you fall deep If you’re on that ledge Yo That’s risky Ey... No shame tho cuz you’re like me A ride and die kinda mystery I made my choice I made my peace Love and lust Yeah That ain’t for me Love and Lust That ain’t for me Oh Place a bet? You know I’m all in A ride and die kinda mystery Love and lust yeah that ain’t for me Oh place a bet? You know I’m all in... A ride and die kinda mystery


 

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