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Momma they looking for me

I'm running out of time momma

I'm feeling so Blonde momma

I'm feeling like Frank momma

Momma they looking for me

And thankfully i'm still here breathing

On a new plasma earth

With my new black antennas plucking on me momma

Momma my fans

I don't think they waiting for me no more

I know it's been so long momma

The acts of me momma

Scared of the simplest things that surrounds me in real-time

Feeling of a liminal space between me and my dreams

Sleeping away for some years in hyper-pods mama fuck

Baby would you ever lie to me

Baby would you ever die for me

No i couldn't

No i shouldn't like

Fuck

Baby would you ever lie to me

Baby would you ever die for me

No i couldn't

No i shouldn't like

Fuck

Can you be my Rika

I can be your Yuta

Can you be my last

Quick and gone like kodak flash

Every bittersweet moment is not worthy of a hourglass

I wish these moments things can last

Forever

Not flowing mainstream

Like flowers im kicking like petals

I'm biking like pedals in Maison Margielas yeah

I want freedom like Jetta

Till me and my Maria can settle

To a new land promiseland odda land

And forecast new solace ideas thru a slow dance yeah

Baby would you ever lie to me

Baby would you ever die for me

No i couldn't

No i shouldn't like

Fuck

Baby would you ever lie to me

Baby would you ever die for me

No i couldn't

No i shouldn't like

Fuck