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Buy this, sell that
All you need i'v got
What's your call
Bright stuff earrings diamonds
Fancy cars rocket launcher
I want more space
Bullshit in my drive
Useless memories
More shit layering up
Clogs my mind
Shots my eyes
Empty councience
In the depth of silence
Lies the endless mater
Hides the naked eye
What's your call
To the shocking matter
I lost myself
There is no doubt
As the sun comes out
Our minds collided
There goes our route
Bright stuff earrings diamonds
Lies the naked eye
More shit layering up
There is no doubt
I lost myself



Credits
Writer(s): Moran Ron Baron
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