NiyaImani

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That you got on me
Big titties
Can't replace this chemistry
Stop browsing my internet
We can't refresh the past
Her art, her art, her art
Won't mend your broken heart
Small details
And they retell
Memories you know so well
A love like mine ain't up for sell
So what the hell
N-I-Y-A-I-M-A-N-I
You search me up at night
Oh what you find
That handle lit
Got you afraid to handle it
Keep a candle lit for all the good times
Control alt delete
Can't alter a love
That ain't responding
Ain't no C-T-R-L and Z
When it comes to me
I cross your mind at night
I'm sending you kisses through the sky
Hoping it comforts you at night
Baby sleep tight
Innocent bystander
Her days are numbered
In the middle of love and war
Better run for cover
Fuckin on the bitches
Ain't gon stop reminiscing
Of kissing and cold sweats
Your dreams is what you've been missing
Control alt delete
You know you thinkin of me and memories between the sheets and
Crying and weeping
At night you're sweeping
All your emotions underneath the rug and
Pulling tugging on your emotions
You know you love me
And next day you hate me
But I



Credits
Writer(s): Niya Morris
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