Vaknade till en gammal goding.

Tell you something that I've found
That the world's a better place when it's upside down, boy
If there's lessons to be learned
I'd rather get my jamming words in first, so
When your playing with desire
Don't come running to my place when it burns like fire, boy

Nothing sweet about me.

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