Black and White
Life looks like
all black and white
too much trouble to live with
I'm a dress yo heart up in a pajama
wash away its drippin make-up
make a bed for it to lie on
to sleep away the frantic distress signal
I'm a bake a bun in my oven
spice it up with love and affectionq
feed it to your innocent prisoner
i'm a monitor your heart condition
yeah i'm a monitor your heart condition
By kristal

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