[Verse: 666FUCKTHECOPS]
And if we got married? How the fuck would I explain it?
The days are distant, the pain consistent, played and twisted
Ever since I hit it
I never told you this, but I always thought our lips perfectly fitted
I'm feeling perfectly bitter
Summer nights, holding you vivid
Memories old, I revisit
I’m feeling bold, yet in prison
I'm feeling old and I'm sick
And remember perfectly visions
Now I am openly pitted
My mind is broke and he livin’, yuh
My mind is broke and he livin', yuh
My mind is broke and he livin', yuh
My mind is broke and he livin'

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