move with it

Oh, my dear Lord, —
I feel as if I'd spun myself around you
so many times
that even you got dizzy in your high ego
with the princely attitudes
scattered everywhere in your hellish
trying you do you me with your voodoo
qualified in endurance and absurdity
to devour me like you move with it in it

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs