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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