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JULY 17TH

dirt clung so heavily to the mirror surface
that even if with all her mustered purpose
she couldn't wipe it clear with her sweater sleeve
who are you now?
she asked her muddled reflection.
 
June 14th - DDay

One morning I awoke to indifferent arms around my waist
And a soulless gaze watching my sleeping face
The ghost of who you once were floated quietly through the living room and back up the basement staircase.
The dishonesty of the situation you created weighed you down.
The pressure of broken promises and new, novelty love caught up to you.
Where your caramel flecked eyes were once joyful, a silent pain stormed within your soul.
 

Whatever makes you feel better
Paint me as the villain if that makes you feel better
Make everyone hate me if that makes you feel better
Hmm, whatever makes you feel better
Your girl talks shit about me just to feel better
About the fact that you're still obsessed with me years later
At the end of the day, she'd eat my pussy if I let her
At the end of the day, she'd trade lives with me if God let her
So, whatever makes you feel better

 
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I'm sorry that it hurts you
No, I'm sorry I ain't sorry
aespa, big girls makin' money
aespa, you're our number one fan now
You can only see me at our sold-out shows
(Sold-out show)
Will I ever go back? (No)
Will I ever trip up? (No)
Will I ever pull up on him? (No)

Watch and see, 'bout to throw another rhythm on him
 


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Once he think he touched my soul
I'll be back out here solo
Yeah, he might call me a ho
But I like to call it immortal

Making πŸ₯·πŸΎ feel a way, it's a forte, really
Might not even hit you when I'm in your city
Thought you was about to get some foreplay with me?
You won't even get a picture of these 4K titties
 


Now he's thinkin' 'bout me every night, oh
Is it that sweet? I guess so
Say you can't sleep, baby, I know
That's that me espresso
Move it up, down, left, right, oh
Switch it up like Nintendo
Say you can't sleep, baby, I know
That's that me espresso (yes)
 


Gimme, gotta gimme, gotta gimme the room
Know what it means when I give you the look
(Know what it means when I give you the look)
Gimme all the-, gimme all the-, gimme the loot
Said you big, but bigger than who? Can't be me, it's giving delu', ooh
 
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Practing joy and gratitude today.
It's like melting butter over a stack of pancakes
Manifesting your favorite song over the radio waves
Pampering yourself on a self-care day
It's like abandoning the carnal,
and chasing the celestial
There's so much beauty in my life
Pure and intentional


 

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What you felt as the throes of passion, looked more like an addict itching for more attention

I witnessed you fall deeper into obsession

Contemplating if your slow driving was fed by endless fantasizing.

Your maladaptive daydreaming placed me in a chaotic nightmare

Is this really happening?

Am I in hell?

No, you assured me.

I over watched, and I over saw you with the other woman.

I heard your distant laughter, from so far away you must have fallen into an abyss.

It wasn't joy, it was diabolical and maniacal

It wasn't friendship, because it was lies and deception

It couldn't be love, because you never labored to reach heaven.

 
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I'll be somewhere by myself in Hawaii
Doin' all the things we always wanted, never did, why?
'Cause I waited for you, but your talk is cheap, all you do is leave
I see, I see
I'm sick of your schemes and you're such a disease
I know, I've heard it before
I'm never beggin' for love again, baby (for love, for love)
Not beggin' for yours, yours, yours
 


Sellin' my soul to a psycho
They say I'm so lucky
Better act like you're lucky, honey

Personally, I am obsessed.
 
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