Hot hands Move things I write in his wall I have no mind at all Hot things Move him I write on his wall I have no heart at all I think she's a pretty little fool She holds me down, she flows She has a back like marie I think he's a crazy bastard Drives me home, he goes You have a back like marie You have pearls in your eyes And you use your burning to wrap yourself in And you use your fever to hide yourself away And you use sweating to keep me down And you use your heat to have me And you use your fire to be stronger than me And you use your flame agains me I won't come back like marie The pearls on my eyes These pearls on my eyes They make me blind I write on your wall I have no eyes at all I write on your wall I have no eyes at all
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