Magnus Carlsen

I've explored every crevice of my teeth
Its the stress these weeks
I've been blessed to speak
Thoughts are really quite unique

Chess is the beat
Making moves Magnus Carlsen
Seconds get a win
Stuck in bed so I wrote this in my head
While hearing your fave from back then

Like you and me
History falls through trees
Can't make this up
Apple please
Promise me
I'll stop and breathe
Punch me clean

Yeah it was summer
Forget my lessons cause we had the same teachers
We have pictures burned in our memories
That's my third degree



Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Alvarez, Roberto Olea, Victor Choy
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