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before I’m deported,
It’s quite important
I try to convince
I ain’t gon forget ya
You might be the one, mama
Lord there’s a shortage
Of my favorites stories
The ones ya wake up fucked up, broke up looking ugly
loving clutching one more more vine
Damn this great
I ain’t never felt so safe
She don’t complain bout rain
We could talk all day
Bout rap, bout this and that, exchanged gaze
Always up late
She quietly felt my felt pain
I felt hers too but she keep it in a wallet on a chain
Ever since the very first date,
I thought:
“I just wanna keep her safe.”
Was torn up and broken but
Thanks to you showing up
I may be all sewn up, hope you can open up,
Hope that you’ll open the safe
Was torn up and broken but
Thanks to you showing up
I may be all sewn up, hope you can open up,
Hope that you’ll open the…
When Rom made Amen, I played it on 10
To drown out the pain, the state I was in
Was hurricane Fran, the waves had made land
The walls had caved in
shit ain’t make no sense
Then I met a friend
Fucking with me saying she a fan
Even with amask on, damn
God Damn!
I just wanna keep her safe.
Was torn up and broken but
Thanks to you showing up
I may be all sewn up, hope you can open up,
Hope that you’ll open the safe
Was torn up and broken but
Thanks to you showing up
I may be all sewn up, hope you can open up,
Hope that you’ll open the.. hope that you open the...
Written by: Ryan Maiani
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