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Adam (Hebrew: אָדָם, Modern: ʼAdam, Tiberian: ʼĀḏām; Arabic: آدَم‎, translit. ʾĀdam; Greek: Αδάμ, translit. Adám; Latin: Adam) is the name used in the opening chapters of the Book of Genesis and in the Quran for the first man created by God, but it is also used in a collective sense as "mankind" and individually as "a human". Biblical Adam (man, mankind) is created from adamah (earth), and Genesis 1-8 makes considerable play of the bond between them, for Adam is estranged from the earth through his disobedience. more »

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She said don't make it harder
We can make it up
I'll help you out just get the ladder

I told her that I'd be fine
She could just seat around
And watch me move so high up the line
But she said she wasn't just my girl
So I could call anytime
I need pleasure from the kiss of her lips
Swing of her hips

And I'm thinking how it is I'm gonna try
To change this
Cause I'm terrified

I'll be seating at table hoping she had seen my last calls
Faking faces, making races of my fingers on the floor
Still I'm texting, vexing, then she says her last words
She's scared how long before she's just a memory

Seating at table hoping she had seen my last calls
Faking faces, making races of my fingers on the floor
Still I'm texting, vexing, then she says her last words
She's scared how long before she's just a memory

She saw me writing words and making patterns
She loved the songs, she sang about them
She said she wanted to write about us
And she was gonna find us a way to help to rise us

I said I'm fine here alone
She could just wait around
I want to do these things on my own
Feels I want to play around
And she said she had so much to give
Than just the pleasure of my hands on her waist
And a behind filled with grace

And I'm thinking how it is I'm gonna try
To change this
Coz I'm terrified

I'll be seating at table hoping she had seen my last calls
Faking faces, making races of my fingers on the floor
Still I'm texting, vexing, then she says her last words
She's scared how long before she's just a memory

Seating at table hoping she had seen my last calls
Faking faces, making races of my fingers on the floor
Still I'm texting, vexing, then she says her last words
She's scared how long before she's just a memory

Just a memory
Just a memory
Just a memory
Just a memory

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