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life

Play me like a guitar, hold me close, finger my strings, tell me you love me, whisper sweet things, matter of fact don't speak, I want to hear the music that leaks out of my soul,  you said those light skin dudes were out of style, cause you knew I was with my ex for awhile, I think you're out of control, I'd rather listen to the beats with the right ones, brown skin red skin, now I am in DC exploring things I have never seen, but you can explore me, play me like a piano, touch my keys, don't talk just listen, to the rhythm, I don't need to hear your life story, and I won't tell you mine wrap your mouth around my lips and blow, slow, push my buttons high and low, make me hit my octave key, with your fingering scheme, I don't care who knows, my emotions are drained, I want to hear your dedidcation to the music inside of me, before my interest in you wanes, your lies have taught me a lesson, I'll keep, don't need your confession anymore, don't care about your bulls*** profession, For once love me without conditions, tonight you are a musician, put your reed inside of me and go deep, and slow.