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Fire

from Orangina by Fruit LoOops

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Lip gloss, fruit plucked
Give me the look and we can fuck
Hear the boom, I’m confused
In my lust i’m fucked i’m fucked
Hope you’re not a Scorpio
I’m doomed
Consumed
In a cosmic state of lust I want to taste
Some sweat, so sweet
Look at her and I’ll stab your feet
What luck, i’m drunk
Take me home and I’ll lick you up
Not use to you
All i want is for you to hold my hand

Blood clots / 23
Hang me up on a cherry tree
Bleeding out, gushing in
In my lust I’m fucked I’m fucked
Hope you’re not regrettable
I’m down
Meltdown
Healing softly, softly in and out of
Of thought, of doubt
Fuck me twice and i’ll scream and shout
Red cheeks two weeks
Forever ? How's never
Call her babe and see me never ever

Asteroids angels smashing cans
Let me know i’ll understand
Beasty beauty, bloody Mary
Night time makes you oh so scary

Black shoes, glowing bag
Take me home and i’ll make you gag
Suck me in, suck me out
And in my lust i’m fucked i’m fucked
Hope your not emotional
I’m lost
So soft
Second-branded,seconds in and out of
Bad thoughts, some salt
You loved me but its all my fault
Foot right, look left
Maybe this could get me pressed
Low lights, we’re wet
Kiss me and maybe I'll subject whatever I have left.

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from Orangina, released August 14, 2020

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