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Ifẹ Lakoja Ofin

 

Ifẹ Lakoja Ofin

(album: Ethos - 2022)


Fuck me, control me
When I was 22
You move me, consume me
The man I am, was missing too
Hold me, control me, wrap around me
Love me control, when I am 52
Ife l'akoja ofin o, Ife l'akoja ofin
Ife l'akoja ofin o, Ife l'akoja ofin

Your love is conflicting I'm conflicted
Your love language speaks to me different
Letting love lead only led me to regrets
Loving you deeply brought me distress
Unconditional love came with conditions
Starting to feel like incest
Even though is not but I feel fucked
In depth, I just wanna (reset, reset, reset)
Showed me a face only your mother could love
Shaking in my legs and knee caps, love is blind
So you never could see that, always blank when type on my keypads
Type and backspace, type and backspace
Type of love that ends with a caption
But all is fair in love and war, so
I don't make a move and wait for reactions

Fuck me, control me
When I was 22
You move me, consume me
The man I am, was missing too
Hold me, control me, wrap around me
Love me control, when I am 52
Ife l'akoja ofin o, Ife l'akoja ofin
Ife l'akoja ofin o, Ife l'akoja ofin

To love me is to know me, feels like everybody watching me closely
Like correcting my compositions, too many blue ticks in my stories
You give me love then try to control me, take it back
That pussy give me cold feet, I take that back that pussy unholy
Days I had fast and pray on both knees
Conversations like poetry huh, love letter from overseas huh
Over deserts and oasis huh and I'm hovering overseas
Those butterfly in my tummy got to my esophagus, and they choking me now
Hoping I would cope but the rope is not long enough I'm broken see now

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