Phiancce'
Sum thang that you told .me
Was ah waste of thyme
Never let love control me
I used my mind
Causa know rejection
and the things you put
me thru
In any direction
I am the same
Way thru
Write your own verses
These makes no sense
Gnaw me down to reflection
Been yours ever since
Ain't no confusion
Your love is where it's at
When they spoke marriage
I was right by your side
Bailed my intentions
Gowned couldn't hide
Make it sweet
Get it right
Make this
Have some sense
Soap me up
It's time to rinse
Our interest come from our need to belong
to one another. We love each other and ain't
shamed to show it!
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