i always been treated like i wore nothing worth
like i wore insignificant but you treat me like i wore heaven sent
yeah that wore perfect , you the star and i am the the moon
and i recall how i throw thunderstorms in the chatroom
forgetting who you are , but for me you always be the voice of calm
how you make me feel like the queen of the prom when i lit nothing all
yeah i like how you seduce you with your sounds , music and lyrics
that inspire me to do be better and do better and i hope we friends - like forever
but i like you get it that its beyond my condition i get fit and tantrum
so if i my words hurts like sword its not toward , you , not addressed
like i am needy and obsessed it just i need something to cling on like a broken limb
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