[intro: sample, jordanisdead]

Pussy

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Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Circles

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Circles

[verse: jordanisdead]

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I grew to see the world from different heights, they misprint lies

Hard to miss the source of bullets when you’re this high in the sky

Gripped the silhouette of a branch to escape the quicksand

Arrivеd on shore then built a fort, then journеyed inland

Turn my mattress to a raft, so i survived the flood

Tell me you need life and i’ll slice to provide the blood

Tell me you need silence and i’ll try to bite my tongue

Tell me you need remedies and i’ll surmise the cut

I’ll supply the love, when i have the time for such

Often times i’m distracted and i cannot find your touch

Cuz history’s not linear it all comes back in circles

Another day i write, another day i scrap my journal

Circles

Hol up

[outro: sample, jordanisdead]

Pussy, pussy, pu-pu-pu pussy

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