I feel you sub-zero
The look in your eyes like evil pro
When I beg from you
You refused, while I'm in state subdue
it's a little too late
Until I lost my faith
I've got too much to fake
while you're too bitter to take
Every beat, every street
Those memory lanes I missed
Every hit on the back seat
Were my pledge ticket to retreat
My feverish in motion
My heart rate recursion
I QUIT you, I'll buy you rocket
Erase you, press delete play cricket.
*inspired by mai
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