Swirl

Thy sun may be up on the sky
But my san is up on my head

Thy han may be up on stages
But my han is up on my head

Am i dead
Nope

I am on my bed
Kinda dope

Both tighting with a rope
Running around

Like down a slope
Like a racing hound

Oh girl
You swirl

Around me
What am i
to thee




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