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i'm newbie at dis 2
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i remixed rpg maker lol
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fire fire fire fire fire fire tell em that we need more (repeat)
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uh lil devil in the belfry it’s my time every wanted sign has my selfie i go hard as a notre dame gargoyle hoes dig me like farm soil let’s get to plowing lemme see you on your knees like you're bowing i’m vowing to you in this churchship on my knees for your holes that’s holy worship gimme brain cerebral play with my organ cathedral i just fucked a dozen faces bitch my dick’s dodecahedral got a sperm whale for your humpback if you hump me imma hump back i’m on point thumbtack this a dumb track so bump dat your saliva is my holy water your mouth is my sanctuary pious kisses cleanse my heart i need a fresh start like january on a pilgrimage from thy sole to thy temple i lose my religion in those clavicle chapels your naked hips pure sacred lips revive this forsaken wish your naked hips pure sacred lips revive this forsaken wish, forsaken wish, forsaken wish babe ya got back imma call you quasimodo quasimodo call ya quasimodo babe you got back imma call you quasimodo quasimodo quasi-quasimodo *ding-ding* i’m bangin’ belles like quasimodo *ding-ding* i’m bangin’ belles like quasimodo i’m kind of a wrapper so you know i got them beaux doe bangin’ belles i be bangin’ belles quasimodo got a back like quasimodo but ya body lookin’ like esmeralda lit game victor hugo you know i’m a legend like zelda babe you’re my liturgic lover wrap me in divinity it’s me you and captain phoebus that’s that unholy trinity grab my phone and ring belles — pavlov got these bitches droolin’ — mad dog beast on the mic i got belles you gaston i’m fast on the pedal speedin' you gassed on passed on the track this won’t last long you ain’t eatin’ like you gotcha fast on imma eat that ass up for my last supper spice it up with a little bit of saffron your saliva is my holy water your moans are my hymns consecrate my libido through a sensorial baptism forbidden love but what’s the point of paradise without you no roses bloom in this rotten garden your heart is my messiah blessed fire burns slow i’m just a blasphemous fool in your inner inferno gettin’ all this bread like eucharist infected by your sweet judas kiss i feel the darkness taking over i cede and let the moon eclipse babe ya got back imma call you quasimodo quasimodo call ya quasimodo you got back imma call you quasimodo quasimodo call ya quasimodo *ding-ding* i’m bangin’ belles like quasimodo *ding-ding* i’m bangin’ belles like quasimodo i’m banging belles in the belltower the sirens’ sins sear my skin in the hellfire
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