Rashida Jones

Bury it down
Repress it. Repress it
Stained your dress, towards your crest, treasure chest
Bury it down
My feed with my thumb, my attention makes you cum

Sigh and moan, all alone, I hereby state
Fingers Crossed
Cut your loss

We were born, out of reach
But I won't, feel impeached. Tie the knot

Awaiting your performance, your performance, your performance, your performance
The curtains applaud
Eager crowds will nod
Don't hide from me
It's you I adore, but I praise you for
Never, Doing, Porn
Only I can demean you that way
Why'd you let me down



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Malinowski
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