King 0f Babylon - Plastic

Load me with your gifts
To Teach me little tricks
With rewarding antics
Seems your loves authentic

Let's all get down and pray
Do now as I say
We're clothed here in her shame
My white robe has been bloodstained

I'm dissolving all these stones
In my heart may find a home
All the contracts are annulled
Should of lead instead of followed
Walked a year in a day since we last spoke
Right before you ran on home

Load me with your gifts
To teach me little tricks
With rewarding antics
Seems your loves authentic
While your fear paints me plastic

I see you in me dreams
Laughing me to sleep
Nothing's as it seems
These secrets that we keep

I guess I made it
Complicated
Of that ole word We call friend
That's pulls on our heart strings

Load me with your gifts
To teach me little tricks
With rewarding antics
Seems your love is authentic

Written by:
:Seneca : Seibert Without Prejudice.ucc1-308

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