Everything seems turning
And the jam starts to break
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And red and not pink
I know it’s not my place
But something to face
My economy seems to be
In worse than actually
Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene
Then I’m acting pissed
I couldnt share my fist
The very word is coming
But it’s a boy that I have missed
Hit it
Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene