in the room 50 there is a ghost that belongs to that past
i am not sure how we met but i am sure i never forget
how i crash landed , hit you with an bang
but att least i did some kinda impression
i still remember how i fell in your arms
hand around your neck
while you got my back when nobody done that was like an guardian angel
', sweeping by drop dead gorgeous , costume eyes might as well be made of chanel
with an glimt of dior , je adore ... felt quite like a idiot when we hangout
all i wanted to make out but i know the line was was blurry so excuse if me i starry
while you carry me , through this dark times and brought me so fun times
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