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Ended alone, just a pile of gold, gold

Daisy withered like a flower
Lived in leisure, held no power
She had dresses, she had riches, she had lots of time

the fucks your curfew?
"Say what? 10 years? God damn!?
That's practically a decade" and
I say, "So, you a math man?"
How 'bout we go 50 50 on our friendship

Sports and leisure

Important people take a mold of my footprint
It doesn't match a single fauna
Track in your bookends
I fashion me a hoodie from

apprehensive cus all my friendships be ending 
I really be defensive cus ion know who my friends is

Cus i be thinking bout it all the time 
I deal with evil