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"Parole"
Fights in the yard
Tatted up, scared
I can fade all
Except when I dream girl, I see you, I need you, then my time turns hard
Just as I pray to God for the vulgar display of power to break through these bars
And you already know
Back in my arms, on the outside baby making love under the stars
Tatted up, scared
I can fade all
Except when I dream girl, I see you, I need you, then my time turns hard
Just as I pray to God for the vulgar display of power to break through these bars
And you already know
Back in my arms, on the outside baby making love under the stars
Published 13th Jan 2020
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