Released on December 31, 2023

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BPM: 83

V1

Officer

You know damn well

We don’t talk much

But you’ve been hired to stop

The evil that engulfs us

Somehow you lost touch

No matter

There's a higher horror

That walks amongst us

She stalks, starving hearts

Starts, innocent enough

First thought, is this lust?

Heart racing in a rush

Skin blush

Hot to the touch

Thought I could front on love

My heart just called my bluff

Was on my way to hoeing

My feelings got dug up

Felt like the grass was greener

Knowing damn well

I can’t plant my seeds up

Over-ploughed soil PH

Is off the meter

Barely no showers

Dry, stunk and looking beat up

Got bodies buried down there

No air to get a breathеr

Don’t worry bout them bones

Low vibrational crimes

A thiеf with unknown motive

Just stole this heart of mine

As fucked up as it was

Kept me feeling alive

Gave me drive, ego and pride

And my feelings inside

Negotiate a ransom

I'll hustle and provide

Barter a loving marriage

And never leave her side

Hope she didn't lose it

Get bored, toss it aside

If I dont find her

I put it on my heart

That Im going die!

Chorus

Danger please

Don’t hurt me Pretty Stranger x3

She snatched my soul

And I ain't have the heart to chase her

Bridge

Let go my soul…let go my soul x4

Girl you hustle me with your caper

Shorty love got me

Bended knee when I face her

Type of pleas that goes my nature

Type of prayers that I say alone to my Maker x2

V2

Take a sketch of this description

Conditioned, wavy hair

Sunkissed skin

Honey complexion shining clear

The rest of women, stuck

Sunbathing to come near

She was impeccable

Freckles, had me smiling from ear to ear

No competition, exquisite

Personable, sincere

Had me simpin' to get a laugh

So, them dimples can reappear

Top models they get tore up

Sown up for their career

Fashion plastic to mimic the magic

That she tow up in the rear

Lips soft as the air

The skies light up her eyes

Saw a better version of me

In the reflection of her stare

Fast fowarded fifty years

Grandkids and an arm chair

Retelling of wars

That we done won

Despite the fears

No need for ego, stilo

Machismo to be revered

Instilling confidence

Caressing her body up in the mirror

Then the smoke started to clear

Transported to yesteryear

I got lost up in a trance

At the thought of the idea

Of life together

Said better, love lost

Than not at all

But I’m missing the pheromones

I sensed dancing with my dear

I thought why she acting weird

Saw the sum of all my fears

She robbed me without a face mask

No foundation, and no concealer

She was gone!!

Outro

Me not knowing

Where my heart does stand

Got me beggin for mercy

Stolen by your hand