Sweet ill-treat
What do you see in me?
A taunting, bistre tease.
How am I doing?
Needy, crimson and nieve.
Why dont you listen to me?
Cause you're a jealous, amrthyst jerk.
Do what you want to me.
Shirt, shoes, money, and cars.
Don't talk to me about your day
I didn't have support to make it that far.
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