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There's nothing but your southwest skin and my feelings left
Every summer I'm still sucked in
By the ghost that you left
I put my lipstick and your

I never need feedback
So baby buss it for me and make them cheeks smack
Prolly by the end of the week you'll wanna recap
Any thoughts you have I'll

when I try to look cool
While in your bed with your cheeks going red
All by yourself
Wish I was there like your elf on your shelf
I walk outside
I'm in

All of my friends were running by
But I was just standing aside 
I wish that I could chew on my own cheek
Never justified 
The way I stood in line

like a punk, when I pass by 
Rope chain round my neck
Self made writer & producer, double threat
Yo baby momma calling me back, she want sex
I'm bout

What resonates with you, don't give critique, mes amis
I tried my best to give love but they took me for weak
I've been punched on my left cheek, so I

A single tear upon your cheek betrays how you have tried 
To take your fear and bury deep all your suffering inside	
Until there's nothing left

Cause I ain't gone let you

The cost of freedom is death now that ain't cheap
So you can't ask for it and then turn the other cheek
I learned that from

Perfume led to her magic peak 			
We danced the polka cheek to cheek 
Tangled up in purple haze 
We drove the car beyond daily maze

We didn't want

Girl a you me like
For real
Time and time and time
Baby
Time and time and time again
Kiss you pon you cheeks good morning
Take time take take time

at all
I'm feeling lost
When did you get so tall
But all the tears on my cheeks
There was moments I saw years but you saw weeks
Moments passed all that’s

the throats
The fires burn, the people float
A thousand adventures are born
To be forgotten by the morn

Memories far too pure to keep
A story too good

I can't get back up, I've been down too long
I've started growing moss on all frontiers
Eye to eye, cheek to cheek, out my mouth and coming up my

Childhood used to seem
like a such a breeze
Smiles our our faces
Ears touching cheeks
Up to cheeky business
Playing house
Now I’m 18 and wonder
Will

home
Dreaming, it feels, so nice, take me along
Takeaway all I am, leave me with only no tears on the cheeks
He says, maybe, somewhere, faraway, might be

Rudy, are ya chilly?
I can tell by the way
Poinsettias seem to match
The color of your face
Ya, those cheeks are pract'lly glowin'
Our friction'd

hangout like it's your birthday it's your birthday
She said she wanna play ok ok ok

I can tell by the way that she walk that she want it
We getting hot

A georgian fantasy
Curated just for you and me
We've got a couple aching needs
But they are smothered in our sheets
By day we dance with apathy
Right

This time last year I kissed you
Out on a frozen street
The moonlight was dancing
As we were romancing
I felt your warm hand on my cheek
We'd driven

want them cheeks like Sandy
But now I understand, Understand you
I love you well I plan to, she stole my heart no handles and she won't give it back

sits next to the Polyphony turntable
On a black wooden box
Watches tourists pass by the score of Shubert
As cut glass tulips sparkle in the window

by now I like
Big ole booty
Walking in the mall
Big ole booty
She standing real tall
Big ole booty
She summer winter fall
Big ole booty
She get got it

addressing
I don't wanna make mistakes
If they burn into my mind and in my cheeks
And I don't love if it breaks
So I'll try again in the following weeks
Oh,

what's gone happen when they're not there to answer me?

It's hard to keep cheesing from cheek to cheek
I've got a bad habit of sleeping in for weeks
I'm