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Can you give me a sec to confess
Let me get dressed
Not sure if there's a best way to say it
Or how to express I'm a mess
Sweat down my breasts, chills on my chest
Shared sensations become less and less
My eyes turn fluorescent, but the highs only seconds
I can't take a breath

But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it more
But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it
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Hey, Listen
I'm about to make bad decisions
I'll Pop a few meds, see how they spread
And blur through my visions
Sometimes I feel so alone, I swipe right and phone
The f*ck am I Thinkin
It's the tears in my sleep, it's makin' me weak
It ripens and sickens

But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it more
But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it
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But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it more
But no matter the sores
Deep down at my core
I know, I know, God I want it
Moreeeee
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