lie here in the bathtub I wonder And I wonder why did they take her and squeeze her life away Paparazzi on mopeds fresh air in their heads Paparazzi on mopeds
they will hate you England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses It's the home of police who kill Black boys on mopeds And I love my boy
they hated me they will hate you" england's not the mythical land of madame george + roses it's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds and I
Can't deny this feels good Sugar fountain to the sky I'm on top of a sweetness I'm in need I do not know Up here breezes blow so blue A kisses breath
here in the Bathtub, I wonder And I wonder why did they take her And squeeze her life away Paparazzi on mopeds Fresh air in their heads Paparazzi on mopeds
they will hate you" England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds And I love my boy
here in the bathtub I wonder And I wonder why did they take her and squeeze her life away Paparazzi on mopeds fresh air in their heads Paparazzi on mopeds
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