She doesn’t look like
Who wears her scares in her sleeves
Fuck her feelings
She feels it all
Every cut
Every touch
Every kiss
Her scares
Called winkles
She’s let’s this scares show
Her flesh resume
She played for keeps
And has woman many men who thought they we lost
She wears her make up to hide what she can’t see
Like you don’t know a mask
She ain’t like me baby. She ain’t like me.
Who you looking for baby?
A copy? Or the original?
You wanna search me like a map?
My babies left you the way.
All over my body.
Search me. Roam my mountains glory.
Lick my lips. Taste.
What do my scares taste like to you?
You looking at the real deal baby
I got the juice
Pumped full
Gushing
What’s that even mean to you?!
You looking for a pop?
Or you looking for the gun
I’ll shut it all down once you’ve ridden with this rodeo queen
Saddle up
I’ll roam on you baby
I ain’t like her. She ain’t me.
Let me travel and explore the terrain of you baby.
No cages. For either of us needed.
I’ll research your body baby while your alive and let that body talk to me
Always
She don’t be like me baby.
She don’t look like me
I wear my scares on the outside. I don’t hide.
So baby what you gonna do?
You ready to ride?
On the scared side.
Let’s fly by night
Wish we may and we might
Get this shit right.
No time to fight
Exploring each other’s bodies.
Searching for the signs
Shopping sprees on you. On me.
We grind. Our grind. We grind
And it’s fine. You so fine. Baby. Your so fine.
Naked in my bed.
My hair on your head.
She don’t look like me all Made up to appear like the woman within me but you know better.
She’s a made up faking.
Spending time and money coverup her own beauty.
She don’t see what you need is raw and magic
Roaming your body while you roam hers.
What is the world doing baby?
I know your looking for me
I can feel it.
Is it me? Hell I don’t know anymore?
Or do I? Is that you doubting me being here?
I am here.
And she don’t look like me. Keep it moving baby
Find me.
Come let’s take care of the house
So I can deal
To play the game of my life with you.
Poker face baby wants to play.
She’s ain’t like me. So leave.

Lyrics? Artist/Composer? Or is that all you? lyricisim off the chart!!! Too deep to be a hollywood pop collab writ for the next Tweeny Bob Sensation.
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