Time after time, I've seen it too many times. Wishing and wearing, watching in terror as she rips down the walls. Still slipping further and deeper. She shows it through her wardrobe, its sensual, sensational, a joy ride that's educational, so lets go!
She's a rockstar(X?)
It's time to plug it in, its international sin, when she does it all to herself, she's so ornery, yet so impatient, she's a lover, she's a hater, and she's lovin it. Had herself a special time, and it when the bill is blown away, not enough, but too many times. Scars fixed up with a bottle of glue, blank mind in the head of her, by herself but thinking of you
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