I saw your kill
The threat was real
Well take cover baby, it's not safe
In villians only
We stab throats
Well take cover baby, it's not safe

I'm making love to my styling machine
We're armed and ready, it's not safe
I'm making love to my styling machine

Stop
You're so pathetic
You're all the same
Go
We'll take it from the top
Yeah

What's that?
It's all new
We make love, we make love, we make love
We're making love to my styling machine
We're armed and ready
Are armed and ready
We're making love to my styling machine
It's all good, it's all good
I make love to my styling machine
Armed and ready
Armed, armed and ready
I'm making
I'm making
I'm making
Armed and ready
Armed, armed and ready


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