Take you like a drug I taste you on my tongue you ask me what I'm thinking about, I'll tell you that I'm thinking about whatever you're thinking about. Tell me something that I forget but you might have to tell me again. It's crazy what you do for fame... Go ahead and cry little girl, nobody does it like you do. I know how much it matters to you I know that you got daddy issues... And if you were my little girl I'd do whatever I could do I'd run away and hide with you I love that you got daddy issues... And I do too.
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