Sali - lukewarm (interlude)
It's now when I think 'boutHow they sell their souls
But I wonder what they get
It's a trade
It's the making of a bet
When they sell their souls
What is left?
Have me out here lookin' stupid as all hell
And I wonder what I get
For all your missteps and your fucking lack of interest
When it don't match what you said
Lukewarm on the topic of me
Written by:
Salimata Diakite
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