Night of Day

ER, err, grr, free Uighur Muslims
Word

I wish I could he this cool in the light of day,
But I never am

So here I am,
Up again

Drinkin that Prolly water,
I don’t know, its prolly water

No bitch Molly water
Ain’t gonna kill myself, I heal myself

I don’t need you,
I feel myself

Play with the boy all day,
Can’t put him back on the shelf; Self

And AI’ll be trans forever
Transnit to myself forever

Business and pleasure
My life twine in more ways than one these days

And it calls me back now,
Ciao

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