Fortunes – Focus

Fortunes – Focus

I can’t sing in the morning, no
Radio out of [?]
Listen my festal, coffee comes close in sick place
[?]
Couple minutes late, just a couple minutes late
Couple hours till I cut the break
This when I pick up my [?]
Say what’s up today
You feel up to play? Do you wanna come and stay?
I can book the plane, would you fly away?
I can’t fuck this [?] over you
Is it inappropriate? Wishing hurt and [?]
One day you’ll come through
I’m still gonna get, gonna get better
Better for you
But I can’t fuck this purpose all for you
Brain don’t seem to become so tight up on a [?]
I wish your fly would bring you closer
Is it really in their favor? Favor?
Oh, you are my sorcerer spell
Better run this close to ya
Find out magic is the so called love
[?]
Snap you back
I can’t fuck this [?] over you
Is it inappropriate? Wishing hurt and [?]
One day you’ll come through
I’m still gonna get, gonna get better
But I can’t fuck this [?] over you

You can call me I’m nobody
But these walls have no hold on me
Until you are within, teleport on three
Say the reason I’ll be home this week
In your custody
No bound, like it’s gravity
Hit the ground [?]
I’ve lost count of these sheets to go to sleep
But I can’t focus, break the surf for you
And anything I do to you is it inappropriate?
One day you’ll come through
I’m still gonna get, gonna get better
Got to get better
But I can’t focus, break this [?] over you

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